My father served in the Army in the Field Artillery and, obviously, he made it home. We had a good life. I also had two uncles who served in WWII -- one made it home after being a Navy pilot, and one died in battle as he served in the Navy (His ship was destroyed in the Pacific and his body was never recovered.).
So on this day and many others, I pray for Joe, Frank and Walter and think of what is, what was, and what never came about. May they all three rest in peace.
Joe and Frank were truly shining stars in my eyes; but Walter's light was snuffed out much too soon.
Hooah
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