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YOU NEED TO READ BOTH STORIES & the last line.
STORY NUMBER ONE
Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago . Capone wasn’t
famous for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy
city in everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.Capone had a lawyer nicknamed “Easy Eddie.” He was Capone’s
lawyer for a good reason.. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie’s
skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only
was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For
instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in
help and all of the conveniences of the day.. The estate was so large
that it filled an entire Chicago City block..Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little
consideration to the atrocity that went on around him.Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he
loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars,
and a good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object.And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even
tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a
better man than he was.Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he
couldn’t give his son; he couldn’t pass on a good name or a good
example..One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie
wanted to rectify wrongs he had done. He decided he would go to the
authorities and tell the truth about Al “Scarface” Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testifyagainst The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So, he
testified.Within the year, Easy Eddie’s life ended in a blaze of gunfire
on a lonely Chicago Street .. But in his eyes, he had given his son
the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he would ever
pay.. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a
religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.The poem read:
“The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power
to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is
the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in
time. For the clock may soon be still.”STORY NUMBER TWO
World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant
Commander Butch O’Hare.He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier
Lexington in the South Pacific.One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was
airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had
forgotten to top off his fuel tank.He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get
back to his ship.His flight leader told him to return to the carrier.
Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that
turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding
its way toward the American Fleet.The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was
all but defenseless. He couldn’t reach his squadron and bring them
back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the
approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow
divert them from the fleet.Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the
formation of Japanese planes.. Wing-mounted 50 caliber’s blazed as he
charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another.
Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many
planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes,
trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy
planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another
direction.Deeply relieved, Butch O’Hare and his tattered fighter limped
back to the carrier.Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding
his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the
tale. It showed the extent of Butch’s daring attempt to protect his
fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft. This took
place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the
Navy’s first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the
Medal of honor.A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29.
His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade,
and today, O’Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the
courage of this great man.So, the next time you find yourself at O’Hare International,
give some thought to visiting Butch’s memorial displaying his statue
and his medal of Honor. It’s located between Terminals 1 and 2.SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?
Butch O’Hare was “Easy Eddie’s” son…
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