My Dad. Football scholarship to Cal. Enlisted in the Army Air Corp in 1940.
He knew what was coming. First flight of bombers to England. First daylight
bombing raid. Four Distinguished Flying Crosses. Fifty combat missions, over
Germany, North Africa and Italy. A good man and a lifelong Democrat.
He saw guys get killed on his planes. We didn't always agree when I was a
young punk, but as I grew older I saw more and more what a great guy he was.
I took care of him in his old age, as best I could. Miss you Dad.
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dad crossed over to the blue, and also survived the Normandy front. He became a career AF serviceman working with radio transmissions on the front lines. I have all his medals, but no memorial burial. His last days on earth were controlled by his second family in another country with no intentions to honor him in any way. He was kept far away from his first family and my dad had a sad ending. I still hope to locate his remains one day and bring him home for a proper burial.
Every time I see a serviceman or servicewoman I always thank them.
It’s the least I can do.
You are your dad’s legacy and it’s an honor to see this post.
I thank your dad for what he did.
