Lessons in Tragedy-2

In one of the letters my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while serving in WWII he describes a trip into town that he and his supply sergeant made. I’m not certain where exactly in France they were, but he mentions the area of Commercy, France. Continue reading “Lessons in Tragedy-2”

Lessons in Tragedy-Part 1

I don’t know what triggered the memory. I was visiting my parents’ house in Texas, wallowing in a heap of self-pity and pining for my children who were on the beaches of South Carolina with their father, hunting for seashells, giggling as the waves tickled their toes. Continue reading “Lessons in Tragedy-Part 1”