Right or Wrong

My post yesterday about golf buddies, brought to mind a ‘right or wrong’ question that still remains unanswered.

The most interesting in the group I played golf with was a WWII pilot, with the German Luftwaffe. As one pilot to another, he and I became fast friends. As we walked the fairways, we often discussed the war, what we did and even touched on the ‘Whys’. I once asked if he was a Nazi during the war. He said he was, but the term meant little more to him, at the time, than me saying that I was a Republican. — purely political.

His becoming a pilot with the Luftwaffe was for the same reason I chose to be an Army Air Force pilot — we both wanted to fly. But during the war, it was also obvious, he felt he was serving God and his country. What’s wrong with that? I, too, had convinced myself, I was serving God and my country..... In God’s mind, was one of us right; the other wrong? .

On the humorous side: One day while playing golf, my German friend hit a couple of bad shots and let out a few German cuss-words. I asked him to translate. He said, “Don’t worry about it, there are no words in the German language that can match the foul words you Americans use!”