Pink Saturday - my new gloves

I haven't participated in Pink Saturday for awhile - things have been quite hectic.

One of the things we've had going on, is truly amazing. Last Labor Day, we came

home from the lake - as usual. My DH arrived home before I did, and I was surprised to see he was talking on the phone. Let me tell you - he RARELY talks on the phone, but he was truly engrossed in this conversation. Giving details about our life - how many kids, grandchildren, etc., etc. I was puzzled, but went about unpacking from the 3 day weekend.

When he got off the phone, he came into the house and was very quiet. He came to me and in a very quiet voice said, "That was one of the guys I was in Vietnam with. He tracked me down."

I have to tell you I was shocked. It had been 40 years since these boys had served together, and never had we heard a word from anyone. My husband is not good with names, and the few times we talked about it, he couldn't remember enough about anyone to do any looking. And frankly, he wasn't that anxious to do so. But, thanks to William DeMusey, that is all changed now. The men in the 3/17th Air Calvery, 1969-1970, no longer have to wonder. They have been able to contact all but one of the men - (no one can remember his first name - he was Sargent *). They lost 3 in the 13 months they served, and 7 have passed since then. I can't explain the roller coaster of emotions that we've experienced since then. But, 2 weeks ago, we met with 2 of the men. Spent 4 days with one of them, then joined with another for 2 more days. Listening to these guys talk about their experience, was an eye opener for me. I think the thing that got me more than anything was - they were only 17 and 18 years old, mere children. The responsibility these boys were given is astounding, embarassing, horrifying. Yes, when I was that age, I thought I was grown up - mature - even got married at 17. But, to think the our Grandson is only 2 years away from that, freaks me out. I am so humbled at their sacrifice.

We had a wonderful time, and can't wait to meet up with even more of the men, on down the road.

I was in tears when I saw what the monument said, as we walked up. This could not have been more perfect for these men. How proud us 3 wives are of them.
After spending some time together we found out that we all shared an

interest - in antiques! So, off we went to find the nearest

antique store. And look what I found!

I spotted them across the less than crowded room.
They called to me quietly at first, but the cry quickly grew.

I'm looking for a sundress to go with my new pink gloves, I'm going to wear a hat and the gloves - to church!
I have them lying on a table, along with my gloves I wore to my Sr. prom. They have the perfect pearly button decorations on the wrist.

Thanks so much for stopping by and leaving a comment. I'm joining Beverly for this wonderful day dedicated to all of us Pink Lovers!

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