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My FIL was a 15th Army Air Corp WW2 POW @ Stalag # 6 for the last year of the war and he survived three wives, when his memory and cognition started to go wife #3 shuffled him out to a care home, some days he would think he was back in the prison camp. Having him look @ you and think your a prison guard was the worst experience of my life. My own parents passing was nothing compared to the horror of that situation.
Now 13 years later:
On what would of been his 100th birthday his ashes that I pried from wife#3 are going to be buried with full military honors U.S. Army style this May in Boulder City NV.
I can finally start to feel some closure, hang in the there Mr. Billy.