Family. 
History.
Brotherhood.
Honor.
Duty.
Stories.
Themes which bring us together.
I was thinking about stories and storytelling this afternoon when I pulled up speeches I wrote to give at WWII reunions the last couple of years. There were things I had forgotten I wrote and spoke of, and powerful questions we should be asking ourselves. I believe the WWII research or genealogy research we do, is more important than finding facts, or adding names, dates, and places, to our family tree. The reason we are drawn to military or genealogy research runs deeper. Not everyone realizes this, and not everyone stops to question, ‘Why?’
Why was I chosen to walk this path?
Why are we researching the dead?
Why do we feel compelled to research the dead?
Are we paying attention to their stories or just collecting names and facts?
Are we paying attention to the miracles and healing that show up because of our research?
On 16 July 2016, I had the honor of meeting and listening to World War II Marine, Hershel “Woody” Williams, say in a speech about his project on Gold Star Memorials, “Miracles happen every day. Miracles happen whether we are paying attention to them or not.”
Woody is the last surviving Medal of Honor recipient from the Battle of Iwo Jima.
He explained it is his dream to have at least one Gold Star Memorial in every state. A place where family members can grieve over their lost loved ones. There are many monuments and statues honoring veterans in our country, but nothing for the family members who sacrificed so much.
Woody continued and spoke about those left behind. Family members who lost someone in the war and the veterans who lost their buddies.
He asked an important question:
Why was I chosen to represent those who never got to come home?
I smiled when he asked that question, because I ask myself the same thing daily, as I research another WWII soldier who never made it home from war. They all have stories to tell and lessons to impart. It is a miracle to hear someone else question the same thing I do. To feel the same thing I do. Most people do not discuss this.
Every time I think I have answered that question for myself, someone else shows up to say, ‘You aren’t finished yet. The reasons you identified are not the only reasons. You must keep researching, writing, healing, and telling our stories. We are more connected than you realize.’
Have you ever asked yourself that question as you collect facts and photographs about the soldier you are researching?
Why were YOU chosen to represent those who never got to come home?

© 2017 World War II Research and Writing Center
As things shift here the last few weeks, I’ve felt a bit uninspired to write for the website. I realized last night, it is in part because of an influx of new WWII clients with which I have been busy. We have also reached the part of Chicago wintertime where we hardly see the sun. That is a bit depressing. Last night I pulled out my Germany travel book to see where I’d like to visit when I’m in Europe this year. If I could instantly zap myself somewhere, I’d transport myself either to a tropical beach where there is sun, or Europe to journey through battlefields, castles, cemeteries, churches, fortified villages, museums, and find more stories to tell along the way. Europe feels more fun than sitting in cold, dark, Chicago.
I love exploring new places in Europe, whether they are related to World War I or II, or not. It is good to have a balance of both war and peace. I enjoy climbing endless stairs to reach the top of a church steeple or tower to admire the view. I like exploring stairways between buildings or within castles, to see what is around the next bend. The architecture everywhere you look is incredible, whether old or more modern. Everywhere you go, you touch the past and the present, all full of history. Some places I feel a strong past life connection to, while other places just exist. No matter where I travel, there are traces of war going back centuries.
I love staying in historical places, old chateaus with the feeling of ghosts wandering the halls and stairways, places that have tiny nooks where you can sit and think or write, hotels that were once Headquarters for our US troops during the war, farmhouse B&B’s, and even more contemporary lodgings. Each has their own story and when you take the time to connect with the owner and hear those stories, they can change your perspective on your travels and your life.
Contemplating potential travel this year, I wonder where I should go and what I should see. So many possibilities!!!! Having visited parts of France, Belgium, The Netherlands, Luxembourg, Germany, and Austria, I plan to add England (London and Oxford) to my list this year. That much is certain.
On my Facebook page this week, I posted a comment about writing our stories of war and asked why more people are not writing. Here are some possible reasons I, and others believe causes stories to be lost.


There are a lot of people who contact me about helping them find information on their WWII Soldier, Airman, Sailor, or Marine. Most are children of those who died during the war and veterans who are now deceased. I hear all kinds of stories that were passed down through the family, often which contain very little truth today when you look at the military records, and records and photographs the family has, and piece together the service puzzle. It is kind of like the telephone game where someone tells a story and by the time it gets to the 10th person it is nothing resembling the original.
ardless of whether you obtain information from a family member, online or offline, verify it against other records. Family stories get changed, military records contain errors. Verify, verify, verify.
Photographs. Everyone wants a photo of their soldier. Sometimes you will find these online. Sometimes they are in the OMPF and IDPF (Navy, Marine Corps, Coast Guard, Merchant Marine files.) Educational institutions, military institutions, archives, libraries, genealogical and historical societies may have offline collections which require a researcher to contact them for information.
If you live in the U.S. and would like to do research on your own,
Throughout the last five years I have focused my life and work on learning how to research and write the stories of World War II, so I could provide education to others who wish to do the same, my work has taken the road never traveled. I created the only books on the market to teach the basics of research, even when the records burned. I’m teaching programs (seven in total now) in the U.S. and Europe to help people learn where the information can be found and how to analyze it and write about it. I help clients learn the stories of their family members and answer questions which bring healing and closure. 
Next to Rangel’s grave at Plot P Row 22 Grave 14 was an Unknown Soldier. My fiancé touched his grave and quickly removed his hand and commented on the energy. I touched his grave and felt extreme sadness, anger, and loneliness. It felt like this soldier had a story that must be told. I stood at the grave with my hand on it for a long time sending him healing and listening to him. After a short time the energy shifted but not enough to make him happy.
I received the following from an archivist at NPRC 