Here’s an old family picture taken March 28, 1943. There’s old Fred Mitchell, my great uncle and former police chief of the City of Newton in Massachusetts, sitting in the front row with a cane and beside him to the left sits my aunt Marjorie. Her daughter Marilyn, my cousin, later to die of MS in her fifties, stands to the right of great uncle Fred. My dad stands in the back row, taller than anyone. There I am at the age of 14 standing beside the woman in uniform. Old Fred and I are the only ones wearing proper hats, although mine’s tipped back on my head. My mom is the last adult woman over on the left. Then there are the assorted cousins, uncles, and aunts. Cousins Diane, Loraine, and Bruce start on the far left. In addition to me, they are the only ones alive today.