My Mom quietly passed away yesterday. She had been declining for the last month after a fall in July. She was 89 in March.
After high school, Mom went to nursing school. She graduated in the Spring of 44 and shortly thereafter joined the US Army Nurse Corps.
After basic and a mini-OCS, she was assigned to the 4th ID & stationed at Oliver General Hospital, Augusta, Ga. The hospital was a center for burn and orthopedic injuries.
In the summer of 45, Mom received orders to deploy to the South Pacific. She was on her pre-deployment leave when V-J day occurred.. Her orders were canceled and she was discharged in the Spring of 1946.
Mom's wishes were to be cremated and her ashes scattered. As Mom is a WW II Veteran, I had started the process of planning inurnment at Arlington National Cemetery.
RIP Lt Mazziott, Vaya con Dios..
Life goes on.
There is no start and no stop.
It is a continuous story composed of a series of vignettes
and we get to play a very small part.