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Boy Scout Troop 32 met at the Venetia Elementary School.  I bought a  Boy Scout
               handbook and some merit badge books and started earning enough badges to become a
               Life Scout, one step short of Eagle. One day, my father met with a few of us at the
               vacant lot where we often played softball. We decided to play court to learn courtroom
               procedure. I played the part of a lawyer about to obtain testimony from one of my
               friends. After telling him to raise his right hand, I said, “Do you swear to hell---”. I was
               shocked and embarrassed at what I said, but all the boys laughed. I don’t remember my
               father’s reaction because I was too embarrassed to look at him.

               We caught the city bus at the corner of Timuquana Road and Roosevelt Blvd. On the
               frigid winter mornings, we found shelter from the northerly wind against the wall of an
               ornamental  stucco  structure  at  the  intersection  of  two  sidewalks.  It  took  only  10
               minutes to reach Lake Shore Junior High School where I attended the seventh grade.
               The bus would turn off Roosevelt Blvd. onto Lake Shore Blvd, where I spotted the
               expanding Huckins Yacht Company, which was building PT boats for the U.S. Navy.
               One day we learned that a PBY Flying Boat Patrol plane had crashed near our bus
               route. The next day we passed the burned wreckage between the Black Jack oak trees
               not far from our school’s playground. Lake Shore was a newly constructed a red brick
               two-story building on Bayview Road. I noticed the rafters in the ceiling of the large
               gym were constructed by heavy wood timbers because of the shortage of steel during
               the  war.  The  playground  had  dry,  powdery  sand  that  was  hotter  than  Jacksonville
               Beach when the scorching sun on the lengthening spring days grew longer.

               Around  the  same  year,  my  brother  Richard  who  still  attended  Venetia  Elementary
               School, saw two Grumman TBF Avengers collide overhead while he was on afternoon
               schoolboy patrol duty. The airplanes were heading west over Venetia in formation,
               preparing  to  turn  left  towards  the  airfield.  But  airplane  #  2  peeled  to  the  left
               prematurely. It struck plane #1 which hadn’t peeled left, causing it to lose its right
               wing. Both pilots were killed as both aircraft crashed in the swamp south of Timuquana
               Road.










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