Tag: WWII
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Who Am I Really?
I love those ads for Ancestry.com where people find out the specifics of their heritage. It’s fascinating how we’re often not what we thought we were. Being in Prague, Czech Republic for a week gave me a little insight into my ancestry. Mom is a full-blooded Czech. Which makes me half Czech. On Dad’s side,…
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When Memories Mix With Free Enterprise
When I was a child, I thought I knew the significance of Memorial Day. Honoring dead people. Because Mom was a first-generation American, with parents from Germany, she faithfully carried on the tradition of visiting the grave sites of family who’d passed on. Not just those who died in war. Cemeteries creeped me out. Little…