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Mary Pieratt
hi all, I remember Pat Francis really well, we were in Redwood Jr Hi also. He lived in that big ol house on the turn on Browns Valley Road, I went there for 4H projects when we were younger, too. He was, I thought, quite smart....really smart. We had lots of classes together because I had skipped 6th grade they thought I must be smart...haha..that took lots more years, I skipped because I was the only girl in a school of 8 boys. He helped me a lot--me, of one-room schoolhouse, skipped a grade, fame...I was hardly prepared for big time school! He was shy, kind, and had a great dry sense of humor.
he was drafted right out of school, we talked about what was going to happen, where his boot camp was, etc. he was slight of figure...not a macho guy, I was terrified for him and it was my first real experience or connection with all things Vietnam...years later I was devastated by deaths from that war...men I was very close to were killed or trying to find ways out like starving themselves. He was there a very very short time, a grunt, he was shot and killed, I don't think it was a month. What a waste, I'm crying again now just thinking about all the friends we lost, and kept losing for years to come.
WAR, what has it done for us...absolutely nothing.
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