Cris Mazza

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I didn't ask my father questions about his WW2 experiences soon enough. Then when I finally started to, I didn't write anything down when he was able to explain his duties in detail. I always intended to write about it, but had never found the heart of the story. Until I realized the fact that I'd let it go until almost too late was the heart of the story. In 2017-18, when I was taking notes, my father was not as able to give detailed answers and his distant memory was fading. The "stories" he told didn't create traditional "drama." So I decided to research what was going on in the Army and/or U.S. policy at the same time as or in relation to the stories and descriptions he was able to give me. The historic context given to his stories, and the reverberations in the remaining gaps, satisfied my regrets more than stories of heroism. Especially researching a few people in proximity. I do have a remaining regret, however, I labored over the research, making the history concise and with its own voice, and the formatting so long that my father passed away, at almost 98 years old, before he could see the final published version.