My wife came into the kitchen after getting the mail, both hands held behind her back. “Which hand?” she asked. I picked her right hand, and she gave me an envelope with a check from my late aunt’s estate. I couldn’t have guessed wrong, because there was another one just like it in her other [...]
Aunt Mary
The places they went, the things they saw
Dear God, do I love B-25s. All these WWII aircraft make my little heart go pitty-pat, because I lived and breathed this stuff from a very early age. Since this is another image from my late Aunt Mary’s WWII photos from the South Pacific, I’m going to guess that this is New South Wales, Australia [...]
Photo badly damaged but magnificent and eerie
My wife and I dug a little deeper into my late Aunt Mary’s incredible trove of World War II photos. She was an Army nurse with the Johns Hopkins unit and helped patch up wounded GIs all over the South Pacific. The shot above is unlabeled but may be from an 8th Army hospital on [...]
Greetings from Vassalboro, Maine!
The days are passing quickly and are almost gone. To the many ancestral artifacts at my 99-year-old dead aunt’s house, I now add the fully loaded semi-automatic rifle I found two nights ago in a closet, oh yeah: a 1965 Marlin Model 989 .22 caliber carbine with a walnut stock and a seven-round magazine, tucked [...]
When does it start feeling good to be the king
They’re all dead now. Bye-bye, gone. My father, his older brother, and finally his sister Mary, 99 years old. She was fond of saying “after my demise,” so there you go: wait long enough, and everything shows up.
.png)