It's with great sorrow that I have to report the passing of my father Dale. He was 86 and was in a motorcycle accident. He flew for the USN during WW2. During his first tour in the South Pacific he flew SBDs off the Essex. He returned in 1944 to fly the new F6F5N night fiter. His squadron, VF-9, flew off the Lexington and then the Yorktown2. He had four air victories. I tried to get Dad to fly Air Warrior and Aces High, but he didn't like the feel of a computer joystick--in fact, he didn't even want a computer

He was the greatest father a person could have, and I miss him. <<S>>
BBaw