Any wonder I was a confused kid?

I don’t know why my grandparents wore these strange clothes.  They are standing in front of the house in Kalispell, approximately where I scooped up some dirt to place in the English Channel where their son died in 1944, about 5 years before I was born.  When I spoke to their son’s army buddies in 2006 I felt as if I had gone backward in time.  Now that most of those guys have died I am more sure of that than ever.