The Wrong John W. Dean
In the summer of 1973, my uncle, John W. Dean, was living in a townhouse in Burke and raising his young family. A helicopter pilot in the Vietnam War, he worked as an air-traffic c…
In the summer of 1973, my uncle, John W. Dean, was living in a townhouse in Burke and raising his young family. A helicopter pilot in the Vietnam War, he worked as an air-traffic c…