Grandson of the Bomb

Today is the official anniversary of Japan's surrender to end WWII. In 1945, my grandfather was the executive officer on an LST in the Phillipines. He told me that he had already received training orders for the invasion of Japan -- orders that entailed dropping tanks on the beach and then disembarking his crew to fight as infantry. Them's some pretty long odds against survival there...for my grandpa, my mother, and myself. So today, I raise my glass in salute to all the boys in the atomic chain, from Oppenheimer to the crew of the Enola Gay. Thanks for the millions of American lives saved/created as a result of your efforts!