My Vet

My Dad served in the Pacific theater in World War II.

I have some of the medals he received for his service, and one thing that he was really pleased with…you’d never believe it.It was his card from being on the ship and passing over the equator. It was signed by Davy Jones’locker. I framed it and used to hang it up in my office cubicle.

Pop would tell me stories of how scared he would be at times, and sometimes it would be the adventures he had.I know he missed my Mom and their faith and prayers got him through it: he always believed it.

To you, Daddy,and mr Dziadziu, your Dad, Uncle Ziggy, Uncle Ray and Uncle Jack celebrating Veterans’day in heaven…I am proud of you and your service, and will love you forever.


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Sixty two year old married female, care-giving, loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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