Victory Over Japan Day (also known as V-J Day, or V-P Day)
V-J Day is not only a time to commemorate the end of World War II and the America Victory over Japan, but also a time to remember all of the men and women who have fought to maintain the freedoms we enjoy. Today we look in awe at the bravery of these service members who were willing to die for our country, to protect our freedoms and the freedoms of nations across the world.
You can help the brave men and women who, like those before them, are willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for your freedoms. Donating a care package full of items they want and need. It may not seem like much to you or I, but on the front lines, luxuries like fresh coffee, sunscreen, field towels and the other treats are hard to come by.
Right now we have troops just like those who have gone before them,
serving every day willing to pay the ultimate price for our freedoms.
It was sixty-eight years ago today that Americans at home and those fighting abroad celebrated the Allied forces’ victory over Japan, marking the end of World War II. Japanese Emperor Hirohito unconditionally surrendered to the Allied forces, while the official surrender ceremony presided on the USS Missouri, on September 2, 1945, marking the end of the most destructive war in history. The celebrations which followed were not only commemorating the end of the war, but also the bravery of the service members who were willing to pay the price for freedom.
My uncle Michael Nagy was flying one of the last planes shot down in WWII and today we honor all our brave who have ever sacrificed and continue to sacrifice to keep our flag flying at unreachable heights. It is because of them, that we have the freedoms we enjoy, and for them, that we continue to fight for our freedom!
Michael was a gunner for a Navy Torpedo Bomber on his way home after completing his last mission. His route home crossed the path of the aircraft carrier USS Independence en route to Japan, which was short two torpedo-bombers. Mike and his crew volunteered to fly in the place of one of the missing aircraft, and joined them for “one last mission.” Mike never returned from that mission.
A few years later, his brother John (my father) while serving in the Army, went to Maizuro Harbor in Japan to search for Michael, in hopes he might still be alive. It was there that he learned from a villager that Michael had indeed given his life, when his plane was shot down and paid the ultimate sacrifice.