My dad in the Pacific during World War Two.
He died February twenty-third. He made it through the war and he managed to beat the odds for many years more. So many of the jaunty young men never came home, never had the opportunity to marry and raise a family, as a result of war. I rather doubt I will see a time when war is obsolete, so we will continue to add young men and women to the ranks of those who are sacrificed in the name of country.
This day is set aside in the US to remember them and the sacrifice made. May they rest in peace.
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Beautifully expressed.
I offer my thanks and prayers to your Dad and those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
This is a nice way to remember your Dad. My Grandfather fought in the second world war, too, and was one of the "lucky" ones who got home and got the chance to raise a family.
May they all rest in peace - as they fought to provide it.
I have an uncle I never knew, lost In PNG. His brothers, including my dad,made it back but you could still feel the gap where Norman should have been.
I am so happy you are making the most of your 3 minutes of summer. I know I will get you back when the first snowflake falls! ☺
This is a lovely tribute to your dad and the others that died to help make the world a better place.
I wonder why is it that I can never and I do mean never, look at a photograph from those years and immediately South Pacific and Bali Ha'i comes to mind?
Handsome man, with that wicked smile and those gorgeous eyes. No wonder your mother couldn't resist him.
PS: indeed those who died because they were sent may rest in peace. Those who sent them or were the cause for them to go, they may not.
War is a political maneuver. It's used to advance a political cause. That does not mean that there is never a just reason to fight back. IMO WWII was a just cause. But whether the cause is just or not, the end result for those who fight and die remains the same. They are dead. I have no desire to politicize their end, it's not their choice.
I look at that photo of my father and hear something like "There is nothing like a dame." He was a rapscallion when he was young. He told me so!
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