I feel privileged to have been one of the many people who have read Ray Manning's historical account of the war when he first wrote it. He often would recount some of these stories to me. When he had it first printed he asked me if I would like to read it. I told him absolutely. I took it home and read it. I laughed, I cried. But not only being a "quiet" hero during the war, he carried on his "quiet" heroism at home tending to his true love, Betty, along with his weekly visits to different nursing homes praying with the patients, and his devotion to his church. Ray, you are always a hero in my mind! God bless you, Ray Manning!