Today I am thinking of my Pepere, Staff Sgt. Joseph Paul Colby, who served during WWII. He stormed Normandy and defended our country with honor and integrity. Despite war memories that haunted him the rest of his life, he was a gracious, kind, gentle man, whom I miss dearly. He came to know the Lord the day before his death a few years ago, and he murmured on his deathbed that he saw a door ... a beautiful door ... and then his eyes closed forever.