esterroid
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Our World War II vets are passing at an incredible rate. A couple of weeks ago I took my mom to the national cemetery at the Rock Island Arsenal. We visited my dad's marker. No grave, just a marker, as his body was not recovered. It had been two years since my last visit and I was shocked by the expansion of the cemetery and how it has, well, filled up. We're talking acres of new graves. Lots of WWII and Korea era vets.
Let's just say it makes one confront the finality of life.
So if you have a World War II vet in your family, or if you are acquainted with one in another way, take the effort to go out of your way and ask about their service.
My mom is 90. In good health but notes with some sadness that most of her friends have died. Such is one of the problems with a long and good life.
Let's just say it makes one confront the finality of life.
So if you have a World War II vet in your family, or if you are acquainted with one in another way, take the effort to go out of your way and ask about their service.
My mom is 90. In good health but notes with some sadness that most of her friends have died. Such is one of the problems with a long and good life.