Tuesday October 21 - Dajavu

Caroline studied the old man carefully. She couldn't quit put finger on it, but something about him reminded her of someone else, but who? She looked at his eyes first. Crystal blue eyes that could tell thousands of stories that they witnessed. Then she looked on the top of his head. Most of the man's head had no hair. the little bit that he dad had was soft blond. Then she looked at the man's arms. He had scars running all the way down them. Then she looked at the man's nose. There was a scar there too. Caroline knew that's what's making her think of someone, but she still has no clue. It started to rain so Caroline picked up her little sister and left the park. When she reached home, it came to her. It was her hero. A man that served for his country twice. A man that lost his life the second time. A man that was her uncle.