"I'll be home in seven more nights. Won't that be fine!" my grandfather wrote to
his daughters, my aunt Betty and my mom, Glenda, on Sept. 20, 1944, three months
after D-Day. He had been aboard the S.S. Samuel De Champlain during WWII,
serving in the American, European and Asiatic theaters, and participating in the
Normandy Invasion cleanup. "I will be glad to see your new sailor dresses and
new shoes," he wrote. As you can see in the photo, aunt Betty and my mom were
waiting by the gate when he arrived home. Oh how his heart must have leaped for
joy at the sight of them in their new outfits. "Even prettier than I could have
ever imagined," he might have said. What a reunion it must have been! Growing
up, I was blessed to have witnessed a special bond my grandparents shared with
their children. I was always in awe of that. It was because of God's perfect
design that they were placed together into a family. Just as my aunt Betty and
her siblings did, may we all seek to honor the father and mother who brought us
into this world and influenced our lives for good.
In memory of Betty Marx
Nov. 22, 1940 - Mar. 8, 2021
(Mom's sister)
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