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My Brother, I walk through my house and see your pictures each day but I don't need them to remind me of how much you mean to me. My sisters and I were jumping up and down when our Dad, Herman Leroy Judy, Sr. came home from the Alexandria, Virginia Hospital to tell us that we now had a baby brother. When you cried for anything, 3 sisters ran to take care of you. When our brother, Robert came to tell me that you had been killed on 5-29-69 in Vietnam, I just crumbled, my legs would not support me. Keeping your memory alive, Lovingly, Donna