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Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Eastern Canada. But if I make a wrong turn at the lights I get stopped by a border guard.
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My father was just a few years too young to serve in WWII. I think it always bothered him that he couldn't serve. His father served in both WWI and WWII: the former, mostly in France, the latter as a quartermaster in a major army training camp in Nova Scotia.
My grandfather NEVER spoke of the war itself. Never. He told a few stories of times spent in cafes - sang a few French songs he'd learned there. The same for my Great-Uncle. It was behind them. They'd survived fighting in the mud and trenches that was France in their experiences. I doubt they thought that any good could come of sharing what they chose to keep to themselves.
Five years spent over there. Their youth squandered in the mud.
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"Compassion, in which all ethics must take root, can only attain its full breadth and depth if it embraces all living creatures and does not limit itself to mankind." -Albert Schweitzer
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