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Today is Memorial Day. It’s a day to celebrate the veterans who gave their lives in the service of our country.
I have a POW/MIA bracelet from the Vietnam War. I used to wear it all the time but my wrists are so slim now that it tends to slip off my arm. My young man (as I call him) never made it back home. Even though I can’t wear it now, I pick it up every single day and run my fingers over his name. When I do that….he is remembered.
In the late sixties, I was working and trying to save money to go to college. A friend I had gone to high school with was dating a young man named Bob. He was in the army and was on leave.
My friend, Liz, wanted to set me up with her boyfriends’ buddy, Tony. I wasn’t interested but…
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