Friday, November 11, 2011
This is my dad when he first joined the navy, to go to WWII. He lied about his age so he could go. I can't imagine doing that ever. I can't imagine wanting to join the military ever so wow.
He was one of the lucky ones that made it back. He was a changed man, mum said many terrible dreams, drinking ect. He is still very quiet and reserved- he doesn't share much. When asked by my dd when she was in high school if she could interview him for a project about the war, he told her NO. but I will write somethign for you. He would do anything for her, so to tell her no shows how deeply it still affects him. I do know one of his close buddies was in a trench beside him and was blown up right in front of him. How do you go on living the same life? you probably don't.
SO even though I moan and groan about my dad, I am still thankful that he is here with us, and today am thankful that he isn't being stubborn about going to the cenotaph as it is a terrible wind and rain storm, flooding ect.
Here is my hero now:
So remember these brave men and women and honour a vet today.