Sunday, September 23, 2012

Yore Days (Excerpt Three)

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When the war came, it was a tsunami, taking with it American culture of the day--sweeping it far from its homeland. The identity of America was redefined and my mother found that she herself was forced to change. No longer was the youth of America a population of innocent and naive children of modern times. The war cut years out of a timeline giving Young America no choice but to adapt and mature. My mother was forced to grow up and view the world realistically before the age at which other generations were.

The young man that my father was let the tsunami drag him along with it, far from my mother. Then was a time of correspondence through written words and described feelings on crisp sheets of paper. Howard Stevens sent the woman he loved romance in an envelope. They are now in my possession and my heart. His fervent affection for my mother was captured in ink and I will forever hold those letters dear to me.
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