A Man, Two Mutts, and Some Solitude
I had one of these too, mine never came home either. I read somewhere last week, or saw on the news about a woman my age who had worn hers all this time and they finally found his remains and sent them home to buried. She contacted his family (I think only his sisters were still living) and they invited her to the funeral where she was allowed to give them the bracelet to be buried with him...it made me cry.
I hope Johnny comes home one day. And I am likely to cry, too.