interesting

> STORY NUMBER ONE
> Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago. Capone wasn't
famous
for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in
everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.
>
> Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was his lawyer for a
> good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal
maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.
>
> To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the
> money big , but also, Eddie got special dividends. For instance, he
and
his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the
conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an
entire
Chicago City block.
>
> Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little
> consideration to the atrocity that went on around him. Eddie did have
one
soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it
that
his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Nothing was
withheld.
Price was no object. And, despite his involvement with organized crime,
Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to
be a
better man than he was. Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there
were
two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or
a
good example.
>
> One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to

> rectify wrongs he had done. He decided he would go to the authorities
and
tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name,
and
offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to
testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost! would be great.
>
> So, he testified. Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze
> of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street. But in his eyes, he had given
his
son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could
ever
pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious
medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine. The poem read:
>
> The clock of life is wound but once,
> And no man has the power
> To tell just when the hands will stop
> At late or early hour.
> Now is the only time you own.
> Live, love, toil with a will.
> Place no faith in time.
> For the clock may soon be still.
>
>
> STORY NUMBER TWO
> World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant
Commander
Butch O'Hare. He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier
Lexington in the South Pacific. One day his entire squadron was sent on
a
mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized
that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank. He would not have
enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship. His flight
leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of
formation and headed back to the fleet.
>
> As he was returning to the mother ship he saw something that turned
> his blood cold: a squadron of Japanese aircraft were speeding their
way
toward the American fleet. The American fighters were gone on a sortie,
and
the fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and
bring
them back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the
approaching danger.
>
> There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from the
> fleet. Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the
formation of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he
charged
in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in
and
out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible
until all his ammunition was finally spent. Undaunted, he continued the
assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes
of
damaging as many enemy planes as possible and rendering them unfit to
fly.
>
> Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another
> direction. Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter
limped
back to the carrier. Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event
surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his
plane
told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect
his
fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.
>
> This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became

> the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the
Congressional Medal of Honor
>
> A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29.
>
> His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade,
> and today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the
courage of
this great man.
> So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some
thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal
of
Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.
>
> SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?
>
>
> Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.