Herman seemed to have something about him that no other boyfriend had, a kind of nobility. - D.S.
with Herman. From the time of our first date, when he seemed not to be my type at all, to the evening when he demonstrated such maturity in his advice to Pearl, my opinion of his character changed complete- ly for the better. Herman seemed to have something about him that no other boyfriend had – a kind of nobility. At the early stages of our life-long relation- ship my sense of that quality was just an intuition. But later, in many situations in which a lesser man would have faltered, Herman demonstrated that my intuition was right. You could have no better friend, no better son, brother, or father – no better husband than Herman Shooster. Herman was a big, good-looking man. He had strong muscles that filled out the arms of his tee shirts. He was definitely a ladies’ man. Maybe a little naïve socially – when a girl would call him saying someone had given her tickets to the theater, Herman would believe that story. He wouldn’t suspect that it was just her way of asking him for a date. Still, Herman knew how to work and he knew how to have fun. Herman had also been through the hell of war in the Pacific against the Japanese. He had lost person- al friends in the fighting. His service as a medical corpsman and the things that job required him to do and see took a toll on him. He came back from the war, like many other young men who saw combat, both damaged and strengthened by the experience. Herman slept in foxholes many nights; he cared for wounded combat soldiers and sometimes tagged their bodies for burial. He says the heroes in war are those foot soldiers. He is too modest to include himself but he is my hero. THE WOUNDS OF WAR At one point he sat me down and gave me a folder containing his medical records. Herman is an honorable man and he wanted me to know
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