Summary
Hard swallows, trembling hands. A left heel tapping rhythmically on the pavement - one, two, three, four. Tight hugs.
They waited anxiously, their eyes fixed on the gray morning skies, their nerves more apparent with every plane that rumbled into sight. Their boy was finally coming home.See the full content of this document
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'He Was Fearless ...'
A hero, a brother, a soldier, a son.
It wasn't the return they envisioned when he left."We wanted so much for Joseph to come home. We were going to have a big parade," mother Theresa Anzack said, gazing out the window of the small chart...See the full content of this document
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