March 31st, 2003

redhead

Reflections on me, life, and war

Earlier today I went to my great-uncle's funeral. He, like his surviving brother and his brother-in-law (my grandfather) fought in World War 2. His brother was on same beach at Normandy on D-Day, and their commanding officers in fact got the two of them confused.

He was entitled to, and received, military honors at his burial. His wife received the flag. I couldn't help but think of what that flag stood for. Later, at the reception, I talked to my aunt a bit about it.

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