When last I gave you something to think
about (here), I was on my to a cemetery. For reasons I won't go into, my trip had a number of points where it could have broken down and gone bad. Apparently Murphy had a few days off, and all the pieces lined up. There was one minor glitch that turned out to not really matter.

I am the son of a World War II vet. My uncle, my dad's oldest brother, died in Normandy and is buried there. Some time ago, my brother and I decided that we wanted to visit Sgt. Hugh A, Merrell's grave at the cemetery above Omaha Beach. We were there last Thursday.

I'm still sorting through emotions felt and lessons learned, but I know I want it to be said about me that life was given for something worthwhile.
I believe the cause of Christ is infinitely valuable.
It's STTA
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