The Memorial Day Mission
“IS THAT THE last one, Poppy?” asked Boomer. His great-grandfather nodded. Every Memorial Day, they placed little flags by the headstones of a dozen pilots. Boomer and Poppy walked out the gates of the cemetery toward home.
Boomer smiled. Poppy was coming to school tomorrow to tell all about his years as a real Tuskegee Airman—one of the first African-American pilots in the world. Who wouldn’t want to hear how he escaped the swarms of enemy airplanes that chased him through the skies above Europe over sixty years ago? Boomer never wanted to speak in front of his class, but there wasn’t a
