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I grew up a military brat. Dad was in Viet Nam. I know he worked on radio towers there and have heard stories of him "swatting at the bees" while 70 feet in the air..only to realize within seconds that they were bullets.
I was over at my neighbors house when I was 5 years old when someone came to the door to inform them that their husband/father of 6 kids had been shot down and killed. This was my first experience with "death".
Married an ex-military man.
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