I had a FB chat this week with a young cousin I have never met (I remember her parents well, one was my 2nd cousin same great grandfather and the other about my 4th cousin, different great grandfathers). She and her husband are living in my grandparents home. When they brought me home as a baby the house was under construction and they brought me in through the chimney / fireplace opening in the living room, mom was staying with my grandparent while dad vanquished the Japanese in the Philippines and then into Japan deposing of explosive ordnance. It makes me happy there is a young couple starting out in the house which is just shy of 73 years old. Many fond memories in the mile around that house. I would like to go back with a metal detector to find all the stuff I lost as a kid.