Oct 11, 2009

Flesh and Blood

A 90-year-old finally talks about his WWII experiences.:
After the war, Grandpa tried to move on. “It took me almost a year to tell my wife and my parents anything,” he said. “I just couldn’t talk about it.” One day he was getting off a train near Michigan Avenue and Jackson Boulevard when a bus backfired. His first thought—gunfire!—made him throw his body to the ground. His second thought—get up and keep going—underscored the obvious: Life goes on. So he packed away the memories along with his medal and put them on the shelf until that Thanksgiving six decades later.
Chicago magazine has more.

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