Sorry for your loss, Nate. It shows we need to take much better care of our vets than we currently do.
A side note, I lost my grandmother in September, she was 95. There went my last link to the Great Depression. My parents were alive towards the end of it, but they were just babies then. No matter what, it is hard losing the ones you love.
Chuck
P.S. - It is a shame we are losing as lot of the Great Generation from World War II. I know a guy in his mid to late 80's who still works at the smoke counter of a supermarket. He just bought a new car even. He had some health issues including lung cancer but it seems he's doing OK and hopefully will be for a long time. He was on Tinian the day they loaded the atomic bomb into the Enola Gay. He remember seeing the plane with the tarp underneath it, he was less than 100 yards away from it. He remember them taking off and when they landed, he served Col. Tibbits in the officer's club where Tibbits kept saying, "what have we done?" He also remembers Brock's Car too for Nagasaki. He was trained after the war as a meat cutter and even at his age, the store was trying to pressure him into working full time to cut meat since they were having trouble finding meat cutters, but he refused.
When you think about it, there are only a handful of WWI vets still alive.
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