In our time
The passing of
Big John
Uncle John
Of a brother kindling
Recollections on
A shared canvas of
Military hymns and
Images of love for
A family's godfather..
Often unseen
Yet always present...
~~Charlie Coon
“The long gray line of us stretches, thro' the years of a century told
And the last one feels to the marrow, the grip of your far off hold.”
~~The Corps (excerpt)
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