Let me digress too...
Last night after the series clicked off PBS, you know what I thought about? All of you. I knew that all of us were watching as an entity, and that at that very moment, we were all one. Sounds hokey yes? But not. I knew that our hearts and minds were in the same place, and that we could all relate at that precise moment in time.
Today we stopped at our local pub and had a few drinks. Lee brought up watching The War last night and said to our bartender Ralph, "You know we were watching the breakout at Anzio last night and Marion turned to me and said, 'This is where my dad was injured!'" It was so close to home. You know what I mean?
While it takes a lot out of our hearts and souls while we watch, the one thing it does do is inspire me to keep writing. It gives me even more impetous to do what I do. It makes it all the more important.
Proud Daughter of Walter (Monday) Poniedzialek
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There's "No Bridge Too Far"