In Color
I talked to my Papaw on the phone today. He is in his eighties. He lived through the depression and is a WW2 hero. He now talks a lot about the old days and the war. He married his school days sweetie and she is still by his side...under his arm...in his heart. When I visit him we look at old B/W pictures and he speaks to my heart. I wonder if this generation is like his? This reminds me of him.
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