I haven’t read the thread yet, but I’ve listened to what he said twice.
At first I wept, then I sobbed. That is the man I grew up with ...he was the family doctor, the guy in the produce department at the grocery store, the bus driver, the geography teacher, the fire chief. He was everywhere. He was America.
Listening to him brought me to what we’ve lost, and how terribly fortunate I am to have grown up when I did. When men like Kelly were our men.
Born in 1951. EVERY one of my male teachers, at least through the 8th grade, were WW2 vets. And one of the female teachers.
“That is the man I grew up with ...”
Those are the men I grew up with, too. My Dad, the mechanic; my Granddad, the carpenter; my uncle, a meat cutter, and I could go on. Grandpa was WW1, Dad was WW2, and I was Vietnam.
This was America in the 40s, 50s and half of the 60s. What the heck happened?