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My father died, undiagnosed with a dementia of some type. One day I found him in the garage sitting on an upended stainless steel bucket, in front of an old green Army trunk. A trunk that had moved with us many, many time throughout his military career. I had never seen inside that trunk, until that day; it had always been secured with a large, key lock padlock.
Peering over his shoulder I saw several old military uniforms, various little boxes of military decorations, old worn out boots with shoe laces that had been tied together and yellowed files. But the interesting items he cradled in his hands. My Dad was holding a very large, tarnished silver looking spoon and an old, dented tin cup with a handle.
When I asked him what he was doing, he held up the cup and spoon and said "I know these mean something to me, but I don't remember why".
It wasn't until I asked my mother about the items in the trunk that I found out that my father had spent 18 month as a POW in Germany during World War II. The cup and spoon where what he was given to eat with while a prisoner of war. For the first time I realized my Dad had a memory loss and why my mother never cooked cabbage in our house.
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