Charles Sweeney & Margaret Savage Family Tree - Person Sheet
Charles Sweeney & Margaret Savage Family Tree - Person Sheet
NameVirginia Marie Sweeney 
Birth DateJan 13, 1925
Birth PlacePhiladelphia, Pa
Death DateAug 1, 2006
FatherCharles Andrew Sweeney Jr (1878-1953)
MotherMargaret Mary Savage (1887-1936)
Spouses
Birth DateJan 19, 19192
Birth PlaceScranton, Lackawanna Co, Pa
Residence DateJul 21, 19581
Residence Place203 Bailey Ave, Maple Shade, Burlington Co, NJ
Occupation DateJul 21, 19581
Memomachinist at the Frankford Arsenal
Residence DateMar 1991
Residence Place203 Bailey Ave, Maple Shade, Burlington Co, NJ
Occupation Memohairdresser
Occupation MemoTool and die maker
Occupation MemoJapanese POW on Corregidor for 40 months; survived the Bataan Death March-
Death DateMar 18, 1991
Death PlaceMarlton, Burlington Co, NJ
MemoDied at 11:57pm on March 18th but was not officially recorded until 12:05am on March 19th
Marriage DateApr 24, 1946
Marriage PlaceIndian Town Gap, Lebanon, Pa
Notes for Virginia Marie Sweeney
MOTHER
Would you have loved me
if I had been better
if I had tried harder to please
Would you have hated me so
if I had said yes
if I had said no
Would you have hurt me
and twisted my soul
if I had done what I was told
Would you have loved me
just for a while
if I had not been your child
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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Would you have loved me
if I had been better
if I had tried harder to please
Would you have hated me so
if I had said yes
if I had said no
Would you have hurt me
and twisted my soul
if I had done what I was told
Would you have loved me
just for a while
if I had not been your child
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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Notes for Stanley Joseph (Spouse 1)
BATAAN
A bayonet away from death
fear is his only friend
but he believes in God and country
and that soon the war will end
But he walks a thousand miles
and the days turn into years
and he starts to doubt his country
and he wonders if God can hear
“I am a battling bastard” he yells
“I fight for freedom for you”
but his voice is lost in the silence
as his country abandons their youth
After the shackles are broken
after the wounds have healed
freedom doesn’t seem so free
and reality seems so unreal
Now the war is fought inside his mind
and the little girl’s face is bleak
as she cries to God and country
“How could you take my daddy from me”
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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FLASHBACK
he sat there in a mindless haze
long fingernails, unshaven face
he did not know her
....or did not care
that was not her daddy sitting there
a little girl should not know some things
of long fought wars and flashback scenes
of broken fences, broken dreams
the years have passed and life goes on
and broken fences mended
but it will never be long enough
for a little girl who saw too much
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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WHEN THE ANGELS CRIED
Where were you
when the angels cried
when the earth stood still
when my father died
Where were you
when he waited for death
when he smiled his last
when the end was met
Where were you
when his soul slipped away
when I lost him forever
at the end of the day.
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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A bayonet away from death
fear is his only friend
but he believes in God and country
and that soon the war will end
But he walks a thousand miles
and the days turn into years
and he starts to doubt his country
and he wonders if God can hear
“I am a battling bastard” he yells
“I fight for freedom for you”
but his voice is lost in the silence
as his country abandons their youth
After the shackles are broken
after the wounds have healed
freedom doesn’t seem so free
and reality seems so unreal
Now the war is fought inside his mind
and the little girl’s face is bleak
as she cries to God and country
“How could you take my daddy from me”
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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FLASHBACK
he sat there in a mindless haze
long fingernails, unshaven face
he did not know her
....or did not care
that was not her daddy sitting there
a little girl should not know some things
of long fought wars and flashback scenes
of broken fences, broken dreams
the years have passed and life goes on
and broken fences mended
but it will never be long enough
for a little girl who saw too much
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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WHEN THE ANGELS CRIED
Where were you
when the angels cried
when the earth stood still
when my father died
Where were you
when he waited for death
when he smiled his last
when the end was met
Where were you
when his soul slipped away
when I lost him forever
at the end of the day.
--- Virginia J Krolikoski
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