Before the war, my family had barely enough food to have dinner every night. When my father got drafted, it was bittersweet, Father was going to a war that seemed to have no end in sight, but we needed the money. We already had just enough money to get by without him, when my older brother, Danny, turned nineteen and almost immediately after got drafted.
My younger brother, Johnny was only fifteen. Mother and I woke up one day and found a note on his bed, saying that he went off to fight,