Sylvan Lucier: WWII Glider Pilot

Statement of Purpose:
I would like to correspond with anyone (including familly or descendents) who know Flight Officer Sylvan R. Lucier, T-120666, Army Air Corp. I will soon be posting a detailed time line of Sylvan's training as a glider pilot and the locations his mail came from in Europe as well as details of his death in the line of duty in England. As I develop each stage of his career, I will have pictures and documents as well. I will be especially interested in corresponding with decendents of the pilots in photographs and mentioned on official reports I will post here. Your information would greatly enrich this commemorative blog.
I have many family stories that need verification. One is that Sylvan flew a demonstration glider over New York or Washington DC to encourage congress to manufacture gliders for the war. Another is that Sylvan's co-pilot was killed in a mission when they were shot down. Also, I am most ignorant of what Sylvan was doing in Africa and Sicily when he was with the 49th Squadron. Hopefully, as I organize and publish the information I have, more will appear.
I also hope my work on this blog will encourage my generation, ( Born nine months after Pearl Harbor I am the earliest of the Baby Boomers) to learn whatever they can about the conditions during and following the war that affected our upbringing. As a niece of a deceased glider pilot, growing up in a non military family, I have had to learned everything from books I purchased in recent years about the glider missions. The taped interviews of Sylvan's friends and family, the glider museum visits and the correspondence with troop carrier historians has awakened in me a passion for the past and the challenges of preserving a fully human perspective of history. Today with the internet, the resources are closer than our doorstep.
In 1995, on the 50th anniversity of the end of World War II in Europe, in reply to my inquiry about my uncle's death, my mother passed on the scrapbook made by her mother. My own mother had never before allowed herself to peruse this collection of memoriabilia. The pain was still too much for her 50 years later! As I began my research I began to know the person my uncle was before he joined the service. He died single but with many, many cousins, nieces and nephews and now hundreds of their descendents. Perhaps he can have a kind of life beyond his 28 years, if I can restore some of the past with the help of others.
Anne Hilber Nephew