We share the same birth day but mine was in 1943. My uncle Joe was in Italy, wounded, and later returned to make artifical limbs for others who came back from the war. He was a saintly man who spoke his truth quiety and spent his life making life better for others. I am honored to carry his name.
On the other hand, as some one says, you should not use your real name on the internet and I am really a 12 year old girl from Tacoma, Washington. Don't tell anyone or the kids at school will give me a hard time.