The War Dead
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Every Sunday, I read the names of the soldiers who died in combat; I read the names of the towns they came from and the details of how they lost their lives. I read each and every one; I feel I owe them that much. I have to sit quietly for a while when I finish. And I weep....
Marva-Lea Kornblatt
Burbank
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