Mom lived to be over 90 and all but the last year and a half were pretty good. Up until then she still walked every day, worked in her garden and baked goodies for the neighbors. After my father passed away she could not have stayed in her house alone however and I feel fortunate that I could make it possible for her to stay in her house and in fact die there.
As I hinted above there are many others I remember this day. I had several friends and relatives that died in SE Asia during the Vietnam War while I spent my military time on the frontiers of freedom in Downtown Munich Germany.
I must honestly say that I don't know of any friends or family that died or had their lives changed forever in Iraq and Afghanistan. I realize I'm not alone and that is certainly one of the things that is very wrong with the Bush/Cheney misadventure in the Middle East. I will be thinking of their families never the less.
|Dad in Burma - 1943 (Right)|
|Mom on her 85th Birthday|