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| April
8, 1988- The day that forever changed my life......I visited the
Wall. I was 21 years old and 2 days. I had outlived my father,
SGT. EDDIE E CHERVONY by 5 days. As a matter
of fact, the 20th anniversary of his death was just around the corner,
on May 5.
That day I visited Panel 55E Line 6. I remember approaching the Memorial from the East end. The Wall to me was "THE LINE" that is all I could associate myself. I made a rubbing for myself and one for my grandmother, my dad's mom, who was presently living in Puerto Rico. Sad to say...as a Gold Star Mother, she never saw her son's name in stone, nor did she get my rubbing, she died within a year, before I was able to give it to her in person. I left the Wall, feeling proud, lonely and wondering if I was the only one how had visited Panel 55E, Line 6. |
| April
8, 1989- I arrived home from working swing shift and found a letter
on the table. It had been forwarded two times, so for me to receive
it also on April 8th is a coincidence There wasn't a return address
on it, and the logo looked like that of the Junior College that I was presently
attending. I opened the letter...and it forever changed my life.
Below is that letter.... |
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My grandmother never received the letter, because she had already died,
and mom, she never mentioned it to me.
A month later, on dad's DEATH ANNIVERSARY, I received a telephone call from Captain Ron. . .Ron remembered my dad well and wondered what had happened to the little ONE-Year old in the picture he saw my dad proudly display. Three months later, I flew to Montana where my dream came true. . .meeting someone who knew my father, face to face. |
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24, 1968
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