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donna sophia's avatar

Thankyou for the listening option. I found myself not breathing during the read. My mental age went back to age 10. I found myself happy that we only had 2 weeks left of school. We lived beside a cemetery so we would plant ourselves within the iron fences and make faces at the soldiers with their many filigree’s on their shoulders and hats. I never imagined the ultimate sacrifice they gave. Bravo Judiff for this memory. I had many sister Mary gumdrops who told me I would go to hell if I erased on a paper and nix on the patten leather shoes.

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MizLaTee's avatar

Your graphic is so beautiful. Thanks for writing and sharing ideas. My dad also returned from WWII and though he said little about it, we remain grateful every day. 🇺🇸💕

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