As a young boy, I always remembered my grandmother show me a photo of her 5 brothers. I could always recognize 4 of my dad’s uncles, but the 5th uncle was Louis. My grandma would point to him in the photo, and always say ” that’s my brother Louis who died in the war when the bomber mission he was on crashed” She was always proud of her brother, and I often wonder what he would have done if he had survived the war. My uncles have gone on to have wonderful families and do many great things, but Louis never made it back home from the war. As I travel around Michigan I see many memorials to men and women that have made the ultimate sacrifice so I could pursue my happiness. My deepest sympathies to the families that have lost a loved one and Thank You to the brave Men and Women who have served, and continue to serve in the military defending our Country.
P. S. If you want to read about my Uncle Louis, and why my grandmother was so proud of him, you can read a post I did HERE
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