Monday, May 30, 2011


I hope as we all gather to celebrate this wonderful holiday that we remember all of those who have fought for our freedom. 

I am remembering my father who was a World War II Veteran, U. S. Navy.   He was a gunner on a Victory ship in the Atlantic and the Pacific.   He survived the war but he did not win the battle with Cancer.  

1 comment:

  1. My dad was also a WWII, and he had the bad knee and purple heart to prove it. He survived that (and much much more), but complications from diabetes took him from us waaaay too soon.
    Thanks for the fitting memorial.


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