All through the war, the town had conducted the required blackout drills and elected neighborhood fire wardens, but nobody really believed that Elmwood Springs would be attacked. They heard about the war, saw it in the newsreels, read about it in the paper, but the war was so far away, most felt that it couldn’t possibly reach them.

Then on a Sunday in 1945, fifteen-year-old Macky Warren, who was working for Bess at the Western Union office, would get on his bicycle and deliver a telegram that would change a family’s lives forever. Why did it have to be on a Sunday?