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It's hardly news that the generation that grew up during the Great Depression and fought and won World War II is passing quickly. I still have a difficult time getting used to that unpleasant part of reality, since my parents are members of that group. You never want to think of your parents as old--or dead.
Another thing we don't want to think about are those little indignities that age heaps upon you--sight becomes a bit more fuzzy, the ability to perform hard work comes at a greater price and so on. But what happens when you aren't able to visit your friends--men who you have fought with?
The men and the families of the 551st Anti-Aircraft Battalion, US Third Army have had to face that question. The Winston Salem Journal lets you know their answer to it. (Registration required, BugMeNot may work.)