Sorry for taking so long, Diana, but thank you. My dad and my mom were both patriotic. He hardly spoke of WWII, like so many others who had been there; she had to drive her first-born male child to the local draft office. She was Irish and Catholic and never missed one bit of the irony. The draft stopped just short of my nose, but I still have the card, signed by the unmistakable hand of one Virginia Hill, who smelled of lilac. DRD
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Sorry for taking so long, Diana, but thank you. My dad and my mom were both patriotic. He hardly spoke of WWII, like so many others who had been there; she had to drive her first-born male child to the local draft office. She was Irish and Catholic and never missed one bit of the irony. The draft stopped just short of my nose, but I still have the card, signed by the unmistakable hand of one Virginia Hill, who smelled of lilac. DRD