My late father was a WWII veteran. He survived but died of
ALS at age 53. I'm always amazed when I hear of his peers who are still alive in their late 80s or 90s. To my father and all his buddies, especially those who never came home -
Thank you.
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| my father is the tallest man, center back row |
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Sad story. Surviving Vietnam but then only have a short time left. I know what it feels like to miss a dad. Mine died ten years ago, and I still miss him on a daily base. We need our dads...
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