I'm an military history buff, knowing this, my wife brought home the book, "UNBROKEN", by Laura Hillenbrand. Its the story of Olympic runner, Louis Zamperini. As a WWII Army Air Corp B-24 Bombardier, Louis was shot down over the South Pacific, survived 47 days in a raft with his pilot and then several years in Japanese captivity. The book goes on to discuss the trials with PTSD and alcoholism that he fought to overcome. Great read, he recently passed away. The thing is that reading this brought back many favorable memories of my mentor when I was a young sailor, his name was Petty Officer First Class Stewart. During WWII, Stewart was a tail gunner on TBF Avenger, he was an 18 year old kid. His plane was shot down over Japan, three months before the end of the war. Stewart was taken POW and endured a cruel three months in captivity as a prisoner slave. He stayed in the Navy after the war. He was promoted to First Class Petty Officer by act of Congress. He was very proud of that fact and henceforth refused promotion even-though he was offered CPO and even a commission. He was the most professional, squared away sailor in the U.S. Navy. As a result of his maltreatment, he had an unbelievable hatred for Orientals, so much so that he refused to go ashore on Westpac cruises. He was afraid he might kill someone that he would misidentify as a POW camp guard. Petty Officer Stewart had so many medals that when we stood inspection in dress uniform, the junior officers would crowd around him in awe. He was always rated a 4.0 in all categories on his Quarterly Evaluations, the highest possible score. He once requested Captains Mast when a Division Officer rated him 3.8 in military appearance. The mark was quickly changed to a 4.0. Stewart had very high standards of dress, bearing and performance that he demanded and got from his subordinates. I feel very privileged to have known and have served with him. I think you for letting me share the memories.