As I walked into the comfortable home upon a hilltop, I’m greeted at the door by a chatty old man, his face, aged with experience, represents a life full of stories.
He welcomes me in and grabs his Navy scrapbook. Once we sit down in the kitchen, he opens the book up and begins to share his story of the time he served in the Korean War. Just before we got started, his wife then entered the room. After offering me a cold drink, she also sat down and started intently listening to the stories her husband would share, politely adding in any details he missed that she had recalled him telling her.