My 93 year old friend Alvin Peachman came into school on Friday. He was once a teacher at this same high school, and I was once his history student. Now he is in my first book, and it was one white haired old man interviewing another, before a polite and rapt audience of tenth and twelfth graders in my classroom. My friend Liza from the New York State United Teachers, who did a nice story on us for Veterans Day, also came up.
Alvin even brought in a fragment of the kamikaze plane that tried to do him in when it crashed into his ship, killing scores of his shipmates. As a radioman he would have been a target on the bridge of the ship, supporting the invasion of Okinawa, but he was not near that part of the ship when the suicide pilot struck that day.
Before the interview session began, I asked for a show of hands of the number of kids who knew of a World War II veteran, like Alvin, who was still alive. Two kids volunteered. Nearly thirty years ago, it was two hands in the air for every kid. And that is how this whole project got started.
Alvin was from a generation that knew firsthand of the Civil War veterans, and his father and his uncles were all veterans of the Western Front in World War I. He had a good day with the kids, and made them laugh on several occasions. But it got me to thinking. This is the last generation of kids to ever hear firsthand the stories of the most cataclysmic events in the history of the world, World War II and the Holocaust.
The students came up to Alvin after the lesson, some seeking his autograph, others just wanting to shake his hand and hang out a while longer with him. I think it made his day. I know it made theirs and it is not something they will soon forget- that they actually met a genuine World War II survivor and now have that tangible link to the past.
I hope it is not the last time, but they are certainly the last generation.
At the height of World War II, LOOK Magazine profiled Glens Falls and surrounding communities for a series of articles portraying them as “Hometown, USA”, the wholesome, patriotic model of life on the home front. Decades later, history teacher Matthew Rozell and his students tracked downed over thirty survivors who fought the war in the Pacific, from Pearl Harbor to the surrender at Tokyo Bay. In the his new book, The Things Our Fathers Saw, first-person accounts of combat, brotherhood, captivity and redemption are presented for the first time. Mr. Rozell will discuss his book and the aftermath of the war that left no American community unscathed- the stories that the magazine could not tell, from the perspective of a vanishing generation speaking to America today.
In the afternoon, I was with my good friend Leslie Meisels, an 
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