I remember when the war was over, I was a little girl and me and all my friends marched up and down the street, yelling the war is over, the war is over. We didn’t realize the real significance of it...we only knew our parents were happy and we were happy too! I do remember as a little girl, in my quiet time when trying to go to sleep, I would cry sometimes, thinking my daddy might have to go to war.....Little kids don’t understand, do they? I don’t think my parents ever knew that.....
So true!