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My great-grandfather was a pilot in WW2, pacific theatre. He had significant standing in the air force, and several levels of security clearance. He would intimate that there were very clandestine things taking place but of course wouldn't tell us what the hell he was talking about. He still "can't talk about it" but who knows, maybe he just wants to feel important. The skeleton is this: After he got out he joined the Dayton OH police department and was employed during the Dayton race riots of 1963 and 1966. Presumably he cracked skulls and administered wooden shampoos with impunity. Thats much less a source of pride than his heroics in the war...
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