Today is Veteran’s Day…I know I told this story a few years ago so this is an update..
Meet my dad George…age 93 next week and a veteran. He joined the Navy when he was just 17. He started in Chicago, to Virginia to California then shipped out to New Guinea, the Admiralty Islands, and then the Philippines working on airplanes much of the time.
This story started when my dad was visiting from Seattle and while he was here, we went to an estate sale. We found a WWII Navy uniform just like what my dad wore. The top fit, the pants had a big hole in the leg… that was the beginning. Once home, dad got on-line and found pants without the big hole, my brother found the hat, I found the kerchief, etc. So at age 88 my dad was once again in uniform… he tells everyone that he has re-enlisted. Since then dad continues to wear his unifom at least twice a year. He visits mom at the national cemetery every week and on Veterans Day and Memorial Day he wears his uniform. People enjoy seeing him as much as he enjoys these days.
So to my dad and to all those that have served… you make us proud…thank you for all you gave us. Love you dad!
May the sun in its course visit no land more free, more happy, more lovely, than this our own country! ~Daniel Webster