December 15, 1947 My parents were Bill and Mary May. They grew up during the Depression. Both lost their father when they were young. Neither went to High School. They were poor kids from large families with a single mother. My Grandmother was from Ireland and to provide for his children, she made and sold whiskey during prohibition. She was charged and sentenced with violation of the Volstead Act / 18th Amendment. My mom grew up in foster care while her mother did Federal Time. My dad and his older brothers drove a truck from Southern Illinois to Chicago once a week to bring illegal alcohol back to sell in East St Louis. Dad was 15 and rode Shotgun on the truck. We still have the shotgun. [Meredith] Dad said when WW II came he was 20 and had no education or skill. The Army wanted men who could kill and it was the only thing he was good at. He went to land on the beach at Okinawa. After the Second World War my parents met and realized they had everything in common. They were survi...