My dad was an air combat crewman on a PBY during the last year of the war. He was sitting on a ship in the San Fransico harbor waiting to ship out and participate in the invasion of Japan when the war ended. Before that he mainly flew from bases in Florida patrolling for enemy subs. Here's a picture of a souvenir from a refueling stop at the base at Guantánamo Bay.
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