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A Lost Member of The Greatest Generation

A Lost Member of The Greatest Generation

 

A letter written by a soldier we lost in WWII has just surfaced.  He wrote it to his daughter who had just been born, but he died in battle before she could ever read it.  From the Fox News account:

The soldier devoted the first page to his wife, saying he hoped she did not find it "silly" that he was writing a letter to a child who could not read.

Addressing the next two pages to his "darling" daughter, he wrote that while she may not see him "for some time," he wanted her to know that she was always on his mind.

"I love you so much," the letter says. "Your mother and daddy ... are going to give you everything we can. We will always give you all the love we have."

Eddington urged his daughter to "always treat your mother right. You have the sweetest mother on the Earth."

He closed the letter by writing, "I love you with all my heart and soul forever and forever. Your loving daddy."

CLICK HERE to read the entire story from Fox News.

 

I just purchased Elton John's new album, The Diving Board, on Tuesday.  The first song was inspired by the passing of Bernie Taupin's father, a British naval captain.  (Bernie is Elton's long-time lyricist.) 

It's dedicated not only to the members of the Greatest Generation we've been lucky to know in our lives, but those who never got to meet their children and grandchildren.

Can't see the video player above?  CLICK HERE for the YouTube link.

 

I hung out with the old folks, in the hope that I'd get wise.
I was trying to bridge the gap, between the great divide.
Hung on every recollection, in the theater of their eyes
Picking up on this and that, in the few that still survive.

Call em up
Dust em off
Let em shine
The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
Those that flew, those that fell,
The ones that had to stay,
Beneath a little wooden cross
Oceans away

They bend like trees in winter, these shuffling old gray lions
Though snow white start to gather, like the belt around Orion.
Just a touch of faded lightning, of the powerful design,
Of the generation gathered, for maybe the last time.

Call em up
Dust em off
Let em shine
The ones who hold onto the the ones, they had to leave behind
Those that flew, those that fell,
The ones that had to stay,
Beneath a little wooden cross
Oceans away

Oceans away where the green grass sways and the cool wind blows across the shadow of their graves.
shoulder to shoulder, back in the day, sleeping bones to rest in Earth
Oceans away
Oceans away

Call em up
Dust em off
Let em shine
The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
Those that flew, those that fell,
The ones that had to stay,
Beneath a little wooden cross
Oceans away

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