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FRANK S. TYNER
Westport, Indiana
Have been so overcome by the sad intelligence of what had befallen your dear boy that I felt I could not meet the task.
While we had not enjoyed so much of his companionship, yet I know him as a tot, as a boy in the "teens," and in his young manhood. I know of his ambition and his endeavor to do things, to be somebody; and to play his part well. I know of your hopes centered in him. I know they were being realized.
The fond hope of his safe return, which it looked like would be a reality, has been dashed to the ground. If it were possible the sad intelligence might have been less crushing had it occurred earlier.
I know you have heard much of his making the supreme sacrifice - he could not have done more. I know that in a way consolation will come to you due to that fact. His high aspirations, his unselfish and worthy ambition, his willingness to be of service are and will be sources of consolation and satisfaction. This will be true in greater degree as time lessens the intensity of your grief. What time will do is, indeed, a thing of mercy. Were it not so such sad happenings as has been yours would drive us mad.
This dear boy will live in our memories; in fact, he is only a memory now. Many acts and deeds of his are facts and his short life has not been without fruitage.
If I could say a word that would assuage your grief, how gladly would I do it. In passing through such dark hours, one's friends can go only so far. We want to go with you to the fullest extent in sympathy and to share with you the sadness and loneliness of the hour. We hope and pray for the safe and speedy return of Albert C. and that your two daughters and yourselves are well.
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