Letter to Leo
Dear Leo, We never met. We were not friends nor family. Yet we find ourselves at your grave every so often. We do not know a lot about you. We know your name, we know you were born in 1920 and you lived in Massachusetts. You were a son, maybe a brother, father or husband. You were the boy next door. The all American boy with hopes and dreams of a bright future. A career, a family and a house with a white fence. With a name as Leo Murphy, you are not destined to do great things. You will likely not become president or a movie star. However you would become a hero. You were drafted into the US army and served as a Sergeant in the 314th Infantry Regiment, 79th Infantry Division. During the second world war you came to Europe to fight for our freedom. You died on a French battlefield on July 7, 1944 at the age of 24. Your grave is one of the 9.387 graves at the American cemetery at Colleville-sur-Mer. 9.3...
