You learn bits and pieces sometimes, and then you want to learn more and you can't.

My mother said my father was "under fire" when he was in the Phillipines during WW2. My uncle make remarks once about a "secret mission." Neither knew the whole story. And my father died when I was five.

Many times I wish that I could sit down with him and talk, just talk. And with my grandfathers and grandmothers. And my mother.

Get the stories, pass them on.