As Memorial
Day approaches I am reminded of how much our service men and their families
have sacrificed to serve their country. My own dad served in World war two.
I remember
the stories he would tell and how solemn his face would look. He spoke of one
of his buddies that stopped at the bunker door during an air raid and said to
him, get in here buddy. Dad ran in the door and when he looked back his friend’s
body was missing his head.
Every so
often he would get sick from the malaria he caught while overseas. He would go
to the doctor and be in bed for a few days.
Dad was a hardworking
man that asked for no favors but gave many to others in need.
I just want
to take this opportunity to thank my dad who has passed from this world for all
he did to serve his country and family. Thank you, Daddy.
Your loving
daughter,
Gloria
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