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August 18, 2006
The Kind Letter
"...but they both said that they would rather have him never come back than never have gone."
...and TR's response.
Makes me cry.
Posted by tree hugging sister at August 18, 2006 11:14 AM
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Me too. Thanks for the link, dear.
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at August 18, 2006 11:19 AM
Oh no. Thank you for finding it, Mr. Summers.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at August 18, 2006 11:22 AM
The part that really got to me was this:
My other three boys are just as daring; and if the war lasts they will all be killed unless they are so crippled as to be sent home. Archie apparently has been crippled by his two shell wounds, but has been struggling against being sent home. Ted has been gassed, and is now with his gallant little wife in Paris, with two bullet wounds; he will be back at the front in a few weeks. Kermit won the British Military cross in Mesopotamia, but is now under Pershing. My son in law, Dick Derby, a major in the Medical Corps, has been knocked down by a shell, but after a week in hospital is back at the front. A good record, isn't it?
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at August 18, 2006 11:25 AM
Quentin's death killed TR. My grandfather was in WWI and guarded Quentin's grave. His firstborn (my uncle) was named after him.
Posted by: getalifeagain at August 20, 2006 03:29 AM
Now THAT is a story. Thanks for sharing GALA ~ it's hard to get much cooler than having a little piece of American history in the family.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at August 20, 2006 11:29 PM