The last Medal of Honor recipient from World War II died this week. Mr. Williams' story is an incredible one.
Like everyone my age, I grew up in a world populated by veterans of that war, including my father. Almost all of them are gone now. Our living link to that time is disappearing rapidly.
Twenty-three years ago when my firm started representing veterans and their families in FTCA medical malpractice cases, we got plenty of calls from WWII veterans.
On a couple of occasions, we were contacted by individuals who knew my father during that war or the Korean War which followed so closely. Those were great conversations, which I recall fondly. Many of those veterans with whom we dealt back then had incredible stories. Representing them was an honor.
A lot has been said about what many call the Greatest Generation. Perhaps that label is a cliche. Regardless, it's an apt description.
Our world is a poorer place without these veterans who made such incredible sacrifices. But for their determination, our world would be a very different one - and, almost certainly, a darker one. We still owe them a debt of gratitude that can never be repaid.