while trying to make sense during explosive, insensitive, worldwide societal developments. They cared for me then, and most certainly cared deeply for each other. My time breastfeeding as an infant with my mother while my dad was in the middle of his WWII front line experiences on land and sea and in the air, is subjected to my now developed mind's eye viewpoint and interpretations of my parents' first hand recollections. Back then, it was a Life and Death, black and white time in their cognitive…
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