Today is Veteran’s Day n the U.S.A. I’m a veteran as is my brother as well as our parents, both deceased, who fought in WWII. Dad was a squadron leader and navigator on a B-17, the Windy Lou, while mom, a nurse, took care of the wounded. I think of my parents today and the long years of sacrifices they made while in uniform. My parents rarely discussed the war when I was growing up and when they did, the conversation was masked with words about bad food and shore leave. Some of the horrors they experienced weren’t revealed to me until I was an adult–like short bursts of gunfire, the graphic accounts were stated quickly, then left to echo in my memory.