I just got through looking at my daddy in his WWI uniform and my brother Bill in his WWII uniform.
I was told by my oldest sister that he told my Mamma this.
"You were right, Mom, there is a god. He spoke to me and said:
Summer is ended."
He survived the death march in the Phillipines and died of cerebal malaria in a Japanese prison camp.
I wrote a brief message to him that said: I wish I could have known you before the end of summer.
Loved your Coast Guard song, edgar/Mark
Now, The Navy Hymn:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZk1n9C070s
It doesn't have to be Sunday to play that lovely song.