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"Three pages of a transcript I did of the only letter Dad ever saved.
It's from his buddy, Fred Dorsch, the one who transferred with him from the 27th over to the 31st
FBG, lusting after Mustangs. The letter is dated October 15, 1944. About three years ago when
I went to research why Dad saved the letter, I learned from Charlie Waddell that Fred had crashed
right after it was written, when his engine apparently iced up over the Alps."
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