Sunday, May 27, 2007

My father was a WWII veteran. He was injured during the war and had trouble with his leg his whole life after doctors did what they could in the field. That was probably the least troublesome of what he had to carry around with him for the rest of his life, although he didn't act weighed down. He passed on almost 10 years ago and whenever I get an assignment involving his peers, I feel a special kinship with these men of "the greatest generation".

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