Sometimes, the best way to a woman’s heart is laughter. It worked like a charm for Morrie Savich.
He was a young G.I. home from World War II where he served as a radio operator assigned to the 9th Air Force in Europe. No planes flew without Morrie giving them the thumbs up first.
He was the Allies weatherman, making sure when our bombers and fighter planes took off on a mission, the weather where they were going was good enough to get the job done. A lot rode on his forecasts every day.