When I was in college, I used to visit the local OTB. There were 'rooms' there, and I frequently this one that was pretty quiet and ended up talking to this old guy, really nice dude and ended up good friends. It was right around this time that he started telling me about how he was in Pearl Harbor, he was shaving his face when the first bombs hit. He obviously survived, but you could see in his eyes that the stories were still very vivid to him. That is when I first started to understand what war does to people, countries and families.
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12-08-2008, 03:04 PM
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