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Miramas and remembering a Veteran
I want to honor my personal favorite veteran, Seymour "Rudy" Ruderman, my father. Here is a "poem" I found in an envelope full of pictures from the war and the time he spent as a Supply Sergeant in Miramas, France: Miramas In the Southern part of France Bathed in a summer breeze Dotted with little vegetation Scrub brush, dry grass, no trees Forlorn as a lonely coyote Deserted by God as well Stands the Miramar General Depot Two jumps from the edge of Hell. Dust storms like the
