what a privilege and memory to have!
It was a wonderful experience.
One elderly gent was a Veteran of WW2, Korea, AND Vietnam. He had to have his ball-cap custom made, because there wasn’t anything quite like that in stock!
And after talking with him a while, I found out he lived across the street from me, in Boston’s Hyde Park Neighborhood.
Another survivor lived down the street from us.
Is this a crazy world, or what?