A story that began prior to America’s entry into World War II, and spanned over seven decades, had its final chapter Saturday.

My mother, Gladys Gable, died on that day, following her husband and my father, Paul Gable, into eternal rest by 40 days.

Having met in early 1941, they were engaged prior to my father shipping overseas in 1942. They were married December 1, 1945, 10 days after my father was discharged from the Army after the war’s close.