Ruth was my girlfriend's name at the time.
We were not saying nothing.
I got drunk that night in Honolulu, and we had some celebration. I went to the nearest joint I could find. Soldiers and sailors paid for nothing. Civilians paid for everything, picked up all our tabs. They loved us. The town was ours.
Right then I realized what this mission was about. There was the mushroom cloud and miles and miles of glare. We were all amazed.
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