My mother's brother was on the Fighting Lady (Yorktown). This was the Yorktown that survived the war, the first one sank at Midway. The Fightin Lady is now a floating museum in Charleston, South Carolina. We went there with my uncle and he showed us around his ship, where he bunked and worked and so forth including where he was when they got the news that FDR had died. It was very interesting. He is in ill health now. I have a movie program from the premier of "The Fighting Lady" which was a movie made during the war and first shown aboard the ship, his Navy Peacoat, and a couple of photos in his navy uniform. He worked on the flight deck and his best friend was killed by friendly fire when one of the planes landed, the pilot had been shot and the machine guns on the plane starting firing as soon as the plane touched down, spraying the flight deck. His friend died in his arms, after which he discovered that he himself had been hit in the ankle. He was 16 years old when he went to sea. He had a brother in the first wave of Marines on Iwo Jima and another brother in the Army on Guadacanal. My father was the private receptionist for Gen. Douglas MacArthur at the General Headquarters of the South Pacific at Brisbane, Australia and later was in combat in New Guinea. His brother, at one time, drove for Gen. George Patton in Europe.