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Synopsis: Newly widowed Army Captain Rossalind Donaldson returns home for her husband's funeral.
There were six of us seated in the back of the stretch limousine: my father-in-law, Brigadier General Gable M.
Donaldson and his wife, Lois, my aforementioned brother-in-law and his wife and Mary Ellen, my dead husband's younger sister now in her fourth year at West Point.
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The place was a dilapidated dump but once a month, a crowd gathered who could usually satisfy my needs. Andrews cross when Trace and two of his army buddies arrived. I was leaving for training at Fort Campbell next week.
Trace used to say that his family considered arms their profession and pain their hobby.Thank God, it was going to be a private, invitation only affair.The Donaldson's were regular army to the core and then some. Pictures of Donaldson's killed in combat lined the grand staircase of the family mansion.Our Word of the Year choice serves as a symbol of each year’s most meaningful events and lookup trends.
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