Once upon A Time. . .

daughter and her daughter

my little grandest granddaughter pensive at the moment                          my daughter and her daughter loving the beach

in the ocean Once upon a time, there was a young couple deeply in love. Along came a war and then there were more. It seemed like the thing to do. While men lost their lives fighting this strange war, women at home, on Air Force Bases and all the Armed Forces continued to increase the population. Now, so many years later, I watch the younger ones who never knew of our service careers except through pictures and memories, frolic on a beach as we used to.

At Cape May, every night at eight, the flag is lowered, with the ocean as background, music plays God Bless America. The gathering of strangers from all over place right hands over their hearts and sing.

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