Monday, June 6, 2016

June's crimson canna

D-Day was a momentous event for our parents, who both served in the US Army during World War II. They worked in military hospitals, first in England and then France. Growing up I heard lots of stories about life in the army. Although I was shielded from horrific details in my childhood, the significance of being a WWII vet was clearly visible, honored, held in high regard. It sticks with me even now and especially now for my brother. God bless the vets.

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