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In 1972 my employer moved us to Dayton Ohio, and we've been here ever since, although I've changed employers several times.
In March of 1991, my Marcie was mentally, emotionally and spiritually devastated by the sudden death of her sister Joyce, due to an undetected aneurism.
Vic Biorseth, OWM; https:// Catholic American Thinker is my site. Although raised as a Catholic, I stood pretty far from the Lord during those Army years. She wrote me a nasty letter while I was in Vietnam, chewing me out for not writing to my mother often enough.
My family all call me either Lyman or Butch; everyone else, including my wife and her family, just calls me Vic. I live in Huber Heights, a Northern suburb of Dayton Ohio, with my wife Marcie, and our nephew Mark. Born and raised in Detroit, I served six years in the US Army as a radio operator from 1960 to 1966, with Foreign Service in Germany and ending with a tour and a half in Vietnam.
So, I started gathering Catholic information, regarding grief, and faith crisis, and why bad things happen to good people, and how could a good God allow such a terrible thing, and so forth. We joined our church and returned to living life fully as Catholics are supposed to live life.
It wasn't enough; I wasn't the guy to do this, and I couldn't get "expert" fast enough or well enough to do the job. We were members of multiple Catholic prayer groups, went on religious retreats, our reading and even TV viewing choices turned to Christianity and Catholicism.
You might say we went quite overboard, if there is such a thing in religious matters.
My favorite stuff to write about involves my religion; my second favorite stuff involves our rather unique American brand of liberty. But it really took two hitches to get the job done.
I never really “soldiered” until well into my second three-year hitch.