The Hero

This character is modeled after my uncle, an unassuming guy, who always responded “Fantastic” when asked how he was doing any given day. He was a World War II hero, winning the Distinguished Flying Cross when he climbed down the bomb bay doors of a midflight B-52 to dislodge a bomb with a simple screwdriver. However, my favorite story of my uncle came at the latest point of his life. He had been a construction man all his life, so as he lay dying, he calmly predicted that death would come on September 5th, Labor Day. That was an appropriate end. Upon waking Labor Day morning, he opened his eyes to see the room around him and loudly exclaimed, “Fuck”. He passed on 09/09/09.