The letters stopped in 1971, and I believed my soldier pen pal was gone forever—until one unexpected moment at the VFW revealed the truth we’d both been searching for for more than fifty years.
When I was fifteen years old, my English teacher gave our class an assignment that sounded simple. “Write a letter to a soldier serving overseas.” Most of my classmates treated …
The letters stopped in 1971, and I believed my soldier pen pal was gone forever—until one unexpected moment at the VFW revealed the truth we’d both been searching for for more than fifty years. Read More