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Flashback Friday

Herb was 18 or there about when his Seaton class posed for their group picture.  He would soon be heading to Monmouth to begin college, and then, in a couple years, off to the Pacific to do his part in World War II.

Most in this picture I didn't know, of course, but I did know their kids.  Boyd Henry had a kid who was part of our Church League softball championship team.  Jim Unsworth had a couple kids who went to high school with us.  Lawrence Shike may have had a brother who was part of our farming group when I worked for Uncle Ed.  

The others?  Assuming they were all 18 at the time are likely all gone now.  18 - their lives are all ahead of them, and as we peek back, their lives are spent.  Hope they all found happiness or contentment.    

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