My Daddy

My father was a pilot in WWII. He was a member of the Army Air Corps which became the Air Force. He fought in the South Pacific. He was stationed in New Guinea. Obviously he survived the war or I would not be here. He was a hero in my book.

















Daddy never talked much about his war experiences. Once maybe 20 years ago a man that he was in service with was traveling across the country and he stopped by to see us. My Daddy died in 1993 and I miss him to this day. So in honor of Memorial Day I am posting this picture of him in his plane. We should all take time today and think of all the military men and women that have served our country.