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My father's closest brother Ernest N. Smith perished that day and the family never knew until years after Dad died. I only wish Dad could have known as it haunted him his entire adult life. His other brother was a POW in Germany and the family didn't know his fate either though he survived but suffer seizures from head beatings he received while captive. Grandma wrote her congressmen asking that Dad be sent home as at the time the fate of both dad's brothers were unknown. They gave Dad orders to go home from Alaska and when he arrived at the train station in Chicago some body tapped on his shoulder while he was waiting for his next train. It was his youngest brother the POW who had been also sent home as the Allies had found him. None of the family knew uncle Everett had been found so that was quite the surprise when both of them got off the train in Flint. There was always that faint hope that uncle Ernie would be found. On my only trip to Europe I managed to get to the Med in Spain and look out across that sea in the direction where uncle Ernie had perished and if Dad's spirit was there with me which I felt it was I said, We now know. Rest in peace Dad......