Alone at home, I leaned back for a little Bach and classical rock.
A rap at the door, too urgent to Ignore, broke the spell. I peeked
through the hole and with no one there went back to my chair.
The sound continuing, I observed it was coming from the bottom
Of my door! It was Aunt Stella, in a wheel chair with her peg leg
Tapping “Open the door” in Morse code. Having been an encoder
As a WAC In the war, she was tapping out a message of dots and dashes
When a bomb flew in and she lost a limb. Enduring lore persists that she
Finished her message before they could carry her to the field hospital.

Powerful, such an interesting tack. Love this....
Brave lady, and a great story. Thank you!
Whoa...fascinating story well-told! Aunt Stella was quite a hero 🎖️