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Before I take you to the National Memorial, I want to give you my loyal readers a taste of my uncle’s experiences through his own words. Naturally, his years of experience is a testament to his wisdom, but it is after all is said and done tainted by his own morphed ideals, morals and expectations that life generally threw at him and his family including my mom.

My Cousin told me about Ronnie. I had a hard time digesting what she said last night; he had the same ailment as our Aunt Brenda. As I mentioned in the last chapter she’s in a nursing home for people with dementia.