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November 11, 2007

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Betty C.

When the girls were at primary school, we used to go to those November 11th ceremonies. I remember at the first one we went to here in 1995, there was still a veteran from the village. Now I think there are only a handful left -- maybe three? Time passes.

That reminds me of how my father who is 78 told me that he remembers Civil War vets marching in some parade -- maybe Armistice Day -- in Spokane when he was a kid. I had just finished a Civil War novel, and that connection seemed really strange to me. My own dad had actually SEEN Civil War vets?

Those wars aren't that far away, are they?

I don't know why I rambled on about this one...

bhd

Because I could not be remotely as eloquent, I stood silent.

Lee

"Caring for a dead veteran is easy...bring a wreath, say a few
words and walk away. Caring for a living veteran requires
time, money and a life-long commitment. Every Veterans
Day our politicians show they don't know the difference
as they visit a cemetery instead of a VA hospital."

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