Her eyes were wet.
As she showed me the photo.
A 1930s wedding, from the styles.
He is buried in Belgium, never came home.
Once she knew joy, and love.
Her eyes were wet.
As she showed me the photo.
A 1930s wedding, from the styles.
He is buried in Belgium, never came home.
Once she knew joy, and love.
A very sad remembrance, indeed! Michael
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Yes, she told us the same story, every time.
Best wishes, Pete.
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That was powerful, Pete.
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She was a regular patient in my EMT days. Whenever we went there, she always showed us the photo. Forty years of grief, that blighted her life.
Best wishes, Pete.
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My goodness! ❤️
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So many of them who left behind their lives to fight a war that was not of their making. Too many Frodo Baggins out there, buried under the unknown turf.
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The lady always showed us that photo. She knew he was in a war cemetery, but had never visited the grave.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Her eyes were wed. (Married to her nose.)
A 1930s wetting, from the styles. (That’s the nature of wetsuits, bathing suits, and birthday suits.)
He is buried in Belgium, never came home. (Those Belgian girls are really hot.)
Once she knew Joy, and love. (Joy doesn’t have a joystick, but at least she’s available.)
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You punned the poor old lady!
(Well done though…)
Best wishes,Pete.
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You’ve captured a very familiar and touching story with only a few words. Thanks, Pete.
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It was a lady I knew well, Olga. She always showed us the photo.
Best wishes, Pete.
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This is very moving, Pete.
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It was a regular patient, in my EMT days. She always showed us the photo.
Best wishes, Pete.
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A sadness that will never shift 😦
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It lasted a lifetime for that lady.
Cheers, Pete.
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Joy. Love. Death. Grief. Life!
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She was a nice elderly lady, but still grieving after 40 years. Sad indeed.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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I have a friend who is still devastated after 10 years.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Don. She was a nice lady, but always so sad.
Best wishes, Pete.
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To think that she could have had a life but she chose a memory instead. Warmest regards, Theo
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Many women of her generation chose that path, Theo.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I am sure that generation does not have a monopoly on the path. Warmest regards, Theo
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Beautiful, Pete I love these Short Thoughts.
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Thanks very much, Susanne.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Short but powerful.
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Ah old lady I used to know when I was in the Ambulance Service, Kim.
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painful remnants of war…
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Yes, she was a very sad lady, and had never got over losing her husband.
Best wishes, Pete.
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That is the tragedy of war….
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This is a memory from my ambulance days, Sue. Every time we went to her house, she went through the same ritual. She said he was killed somewhere in the Ardennes, during the winter offensive by the Germans. That seemed unusual, as that fighting mostly involved the Americans. I was never sure whether or not she was confused by grief.
Best wishes, Pete.
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But that would have been many years before….poor woman
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Yes, this was around 1982, so almost 40 years on her own, mourning his loss.
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Powerful…well done my friend chuq
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Thanks, chuq. A personal memory from when I was an EMT.
Best wishes, Pete.
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