My Father Never Went to War
Good timing or fate
Destiny or pure dumb luck
Karma or God’s Grace
Born in 1909, he was too young for WWI and had way too many mouths to feed by the time WWII came along. He never expressed his opinion on war. Perhaps his constant battle with poverty kept him too busy to even care. You’d think that with fifteen kids spread across the course of twenty-four years, one of us would’ve hit the unlucky lottery. It appears though that with the luck of our father, combined with the poor health genes provided by our mother, not a single one of us had to take up arms against a foreign enemy.
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2025
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