My Cooter's History Blog has become about 80% World War II anyway, so I figured to start a blog specific to it, especially since we're commemorating its 70th anniversary and we are quickly losing this "Greatest Generation." The quote is taken from Pearl Harbor survivor Frank Curre, who was on the USS Tennessee that day. He died Dec. 7, 2011, seventy years to the day. His photo is below at right.
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
At 94, Bob Dole Greets Aging WW II Vets-- Part 1
From the June 24, 2018, Chicago Tribune "At 94, Dole embraces role to greet aging WW II vets" by Steve Hendrix, Washington Post.
"Each Saturday, before Bob Dole sets off on his latest vocation, he has cornflakes, a little sugar on top, and a bottle of chocolate Boost.
"It takes less time to get dressed now that the 94-year-old allows a nurse to help him, but it remains a rough half-hour on a body racked by injury and age." His shirt has to be maneuvered over his dead right arm and the shoulder that was blown away on an Italian hillside in World War II.
A pair of North Face running shoes have to be tied for him because his artillery blasted hands have been unable to tie since 1945.
Then, it is a 20 minute drive to the memorial that Bob Dole is very responsible, the National World War II memorial.
There, they come. "Bus after bus, wheelchair after wheelchair, battalions of his bent brothers, stooped with years, but steeped in pride, veterans coming to see their country's monument to their sacrifice and to be welcomed by one of their country's icons."
He is there to greet them.
Of course, Bob Dole is 95 now. I am not sure he still does this.
One of the Greatest Generation and I think he would have made an excellent president.
--GreGen
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