By Harry M. Covert
I stand in awe of the brave military men and women who have served our nation. The closest I ever got to military service was as a Civil Air Patrol cadet back in the peaceful days of the 1950s. My friend Joe Madagan and I would hitchhike to meetings at Fort Monroe, Va.
For me, commemorating Memorial Day brings to mind an uncle who survived the infamous Bataan Death March. This scurrilous, savage and brutal event was a 70-mile forced march inflicted by the Japanese on captured American G.I.s and Filipino soldiers. It began April 12, 1942.… Read More