I was also on the dike, listening to their accounts, especially the words “gone with the wind,” and was filled with the most incredible emotions and feelings, recalling how sixty years ago (as I have been told countless times by my mother and father), on his way to England, Eugene had come home on furlough to see his family, which now included his little baby brother, and was so thrilled that he flew me all over the neighborhood on a pillow. As he departed, he held me in his arms, and we all prayed on our knees for his safe return. And then he departed and vanished from our lives forever. No one could imagine then that more than sixty years would pass before we would be this close again.
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