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World War I was, however faintly, still part of my life when I grew up in the Cold War years. I can remember being hoisted on my father’s shoulders to see the aging American veterans of that global conflict during what must have been a Veterans Day parade down New York City’s Fifth Avenue. My parents talked about their memories of both world wars, as well as the Roaring