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After living the past seven years in this cabin the size of a hotel bathroom, the Crafton family seems in no hurry to clear out now..."I went to a Wal-Mart the first week we were back, and I had to come home and take a nap," says Tom, rolling his ice-gray eyes and leaning against the teak bulkhead. "It's way too soon for that. Some of our cruising friends warned us about reentry. Baby steps, baby steps."

The Class of 1941.... (Touching story of soldiers in WWII) By Chuck O'Mahoney Crafton PA High School class of 1941 There were no other cars in the lot behind the borough building when I pulled in and parked. The digital clock on my dashboard glowed 2:43. I sat for a long moment, then got out of the car, hit the lock button on the key chain, and walked around the side of the building. My breath made silvery ghosts that hung in the air. When I got to the front of the building I was looking into a single floodlight...