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I never knew my grandfather. I wish I could have learned about courage from him as he died while trying to save another man’s life. As a proxy my father was not too shabby in passing on that message. As a boy suddenly thrust into the unimaginable situation where he and three siblings were left to be raised by a widowed mother, they clung together as a family and worked ceaselessly to endure the hard… Read More »Labor Day is a Holiday That Means Nothing … or Everything