For They Rest From Their Labors
Depending on our age, certain days are burned into our memories. Pearl Harbor. President Kennedy’s assassination. 9/11.
For me, there is an additional day: September 23, 2000.
Some phone calls you never want to receive.
“Hello, is this Judy S.?â€
“Yes. Who’s calling, please?â€
“My name is –. There’s been an accident…â€
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Posted by JAS
On September 23rd, 2007 under History, Military.
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Comment from KrisinNewEngland
Time: September 24, 2007, 10:42 am
Judy – what a blessing to have that kind of adult relationship with your dad. I’m sure it’s provided a nice cushion as you’ve navigated life without him.
Comment from JAS
Time: September 24, 2007, 12:49 pm
Kris – it makes you feel bad for everyone who didn’t have a great father. Better to have one and have lost him, than otherwise!
My mother just attended the annual reunion for the 77th Seabees, along with my brother (who is honored to be their chaplain for the final reunion, which will be in 2008). Only 14 of the original 77th were left to attend this year (a few other are alive, but too frail to travel). Of my mother’s comrades (she was an army officer – chief surgical nurse), I believe less than a handful are still alive of the original 1200+. They belonged to a generation that understood what would happen if they were overrun by their enemies. It’s a lesson our current generations would be wise to remember.
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