forever changed

It was pretty and sunny on that fateful day in 1969. My siblings and I were busy playing when the dark colored sedan stopped in front of our house. It seemed as though everything stopped as we watched the men in uniform get out of the car and walk slowly to the door. Mom quickly told us kids to go in the backyard and play. I knew something wasn’t right as we walked out the back door not knowing that the words these men would share would forever change our lives. Joan was 12, Marie 9, James was 5 and I was to be 11 the next day. Continue reading “forever changed”