I was born during World War II which means I started high school in the 1950's.
I had learned the historical facts about the second World War, but not the emotional ones.
When I was a freshman there was a girl in my class with a different last name than her mother. There was also one in my brother's senior class.
It was quite awhile before I realized that those two girls had father's among the 400,000+ killed in the war.
Their mother's were some of the lucky ones who found love again.
Just a thought on this Valentine's Day.
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