I was the oldest in a family situation that was unique to families of the WWII era. There were four of us but I was seven years older than my next youngest brother. My three younger brothers were born after the war and I happened earlier before my father left for military service during the war. I was a toddler when he left and a big kid when he returned, we never did connect as father and son.
I can’t say that my parents didn’t love me for they always were there to give me a word of encouragement when