
“Or, Subtitled: “No one will ever know how that war scarred the men of my generation”
With discussions in the news recently of what constitutes good soldiers, heroic ones, coupled with discussions of whether fascism is on the march again after many of us thought it had been decisively set back if not defeated in World War II, it occurred to me that I am the last link in a chain of memory that has preserved stories of the World War II experiences of men in my family, men from the generation prior to me. My father, his brother, their brother-in-law, and my mother’s brother and half-brother all served in the military during World War II. All served in the fight to push fascism back, and it was clear to me as I listened to them that they knew this was precisely what the war was about and were committed to that fight. (To read the rest of this posting, please click the numeral 2 below.)
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