Gene
Practically Family
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See, both of my grandparents were sharp as tacks until the days they died. My grandma had the best memory in the world; she could tell you what she wore, what the weather was like, and who she talked to on April 3, 1948. Not exactly, but her vivid recollections astounded me, and I know she loved to talk about it because I think I was one of the few of her many grandchildren and great-grandchildren that actually cared.
My grandpa was the same way, although in the last few months he seemed to only remember what he wanted to. He never told my mom, aunt, or uncle or anyone else anything about the war but he took me on his knee and let me feel the shrapnel in his hand from flak during Operation Varsity he "got himself Purple Heart 'fer."
It was a personal connection to the past I'm proud of having and I hope I can do justice to this and future generations of carrying on their legacies!
My grandpa was the same way, although in the last few months he seemed to only remember what he wanted to. He never told my mom, aunt, or uncle or anyone else anything about the war but he took me on his knee and let me feel the shrapnel in his hand from flak during Operation Varsity he "got himself Purple Heart 'fer."
It was a personal connection to the past I'm proud of having and I hope I can do justice to this and future generations of carrying on their legacies!