Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Uncle Bill, a Young NY Farmer During WW II. My mother and her family grew up on a farm in Watkins Glen, NY. She had a younger sister, Georgia, and a little brother, Bill. While I was struggling as to what to do during the Vietnam Conflict, My mother, Elizabeth, told me a story about Bill, During his young years on the farm during WW II. Because so many men were taken for the war effort, Women took over this effort at home. These women built weapons, took over manufacturing, Transported planes within the US to their final domestic destinations, And, of course, had to also manage their families and children! In spite of the fact that many women took over the farming, Many male farmers were required to remain on their farms And also continue farming, along with their women counterparts. My mother related to me how humiliating this was for Bill, Who was one of those farmers who had to remain at home. Whenever he needed to go to town for supplies, He went on his business, ashamed to be seen. I believe he never got over this, and when he dealt with me, During my struggles as to what to do about my stance To not fight and declare myself a Conscientious Objector, He disowned me completely and would never interact. He was my favorite uncle, and the blow came heavy. Our relationship never recovered, and the two of us Will pass on completely unreconciled-- One aspect of my life, from which I will never completely heal. Frank Maurer 18 December 2025 1305 Hours.