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Two Stories
BOTH TRUE
STORY NUMBER ONE
Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago .
Capone wasn’t famous for anything heroic. He was
notorious for enmeshing the wind city in everything from bootlegged booze and
prostitution to murder.

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed “Easy Eddie.” He was
Capone’s lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact,
Eddie’s skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for
a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well.
> Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special
> dividends, as well. For
> instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in
> mansion with live-in help and
> all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was so
> large that it
> filled an entire Chicago City block.
>
> Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave
> little consideration to the atrocity that went on
> around him.
>
> Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son
> that he loved dearly.
> Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars,
> and a
> good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no
> object.
>
> And, despite his involvement with organized crime,
> Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie
> wanted his son to be a
> better man than he was.
>
> Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two
> things he couldn’t
> give his son; he couldn’t pass on a good name or a good
> example.
>
> One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision.
> Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.
>
> He decided he would go to the authorities and tellthe
> truth about
> Al “Scarface” Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and
> offer
> his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he
> would have to
> testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost
> would be great. So, he testified.
>
> Within the year, Easy Eddie’s life ended in a blaze of
> gunfire on a lonely
> Chicago Street . But in his eyes, he had given his son
> the greatest gift he had
> to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay
> Police removed from his
> pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion,
> and a poem clipped from
> a magazine.
>
> The poem read:
>
> “The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has
> the power
> to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early
> hour.
> Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a
> will.
> Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be
> still.”
>
>
>
> STORY NUMBER TWO
>
> World War II produced many heroes. One such man was
> Lieutenant Commander Butch O’Hare.
>
> He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft
> carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.
>
>
> One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission.
> After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and
> realized that
> someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.
>
> He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission
> and get back to his ship.
>
> His flight leader told him to return to the carrier.
> Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed
> back to the fleet.
>
> As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw
> something that turned
> his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was
> speeding
> its way toward the American fleet.
>
> The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the
> fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn’t reach his
> squadron and bring them
> back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the
> fleet of the
> approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He
> must somehow divert them
> from the fleet.
>
> Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove
> into the formation
> of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber’s blazed as
> he
> charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and
> then another. Butch
> wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired
> at as many planes
> as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.
>
>
>
> Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the
> planes, trying to clip
> a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy
> planes as
> possible, rendering them unfit to fly.
>
> Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in
> another direction.
>
> Deeply relieved, Butch O’Hare and his tattered fighter
> limped back to the carrier
>
> Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event
> surrounding his return.
> The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told
> the tale. It showed
> the extent of Butch’s daring attempt to protect his
> fleet.
> He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.
> This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that
> action
> Butch became the Navy’s first Ace of W.W.II, and the
> first Naval Aviator to
> win the Congressional Medal of Honor.
>
> A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the
> age of 29. His home
> town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to
> fade,
> and today, O’Hare Airport in Chicago is named in
> tribute to the courage
> of this great man.
>
> So, the next time you find yourself at O’Hare
> International, give some
> thought to visiting Butch’s memorial displaying his
> statue
> and his Medal of Honor. It’s located between Terminals
1 and 2.

SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH
OTHER? Butch O’Hare was “Easy Eddie’s” son.