Happy Memorial Day.
We Remember.
posted by Grizzly Mama | 01:43
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Thank you, Monica. We have so much to thank them for.
My dad was a "charter member" of the aircraft carrier pilots. They retrofitted a wooden deck onto another kind of ship, since there were no aircraft carriers then, and he learned how to take off and land in a biplane (no tailhooks, of course!).
Not too long after that, Pearl Harbor was bombed, and aircraft carriers were cutting edge, and the planes were far more advanced. My dad was assigned to the Aircraft Carrier WASP, and before they set sail, he took me on a "tour." I was three years old at the time, and all I remember is a curved passageway, with port holes on the left, the curving passageway, and the "knee-knockers" of the doorways that I had to step over - with my dad's help, since they came almost to my waist! I only remember my dad's hand holding on to mine, not his face.
They left for war in the Pacific, and the WASP was eventually hit in the magazine by a Japanese sub torpedo. Fortunately, dad survived, and after three hours in the water, he and many others were picked up by other U.S. warships. Everyone attributed their long wait in the water to the fact that the depth charges they used to try (unsuccessfully) to hit the sub with had knocked all the numerous sharks silly.
I still have a color slide of me that my dad took with him. It was in his pocket when he abandoned ship, and it has water damage in one corner.
My dad died in 1975, and this small memento of his experience, complete with watermarks, is very precious to me - and I hope it will be to his great-grandchildren. I hope that it will help make his experience and love of his country as "real" to them as my memory of the "tour" has helped make it for me.
I salute you, Daddy.
What a story Cubed and a wonderful memory from when you were a small child. I am so glad that you still have that memento - what a treasure!
God bless him I am glad that he survived that ordeal.
And we will never forget the men and women who have died in service to our country.
Thanks Cubed! That's the kind of story we need to share with our children, on this holiday.
We do remember--Happy Memorial Day!!
God bless our military, who serve to keep us free!
We remember.
We respect.
We appreciate.
We admire.
We support.
We thank.
Amen to everyone and thank you for commenting.
Monica: How about getting the City Troll a larger computer monitor for Father's Day?
He's getting everything scrunched up on his 800x600 screen.
Yeah - we need to do something about that. There we were, side by side, surfing the web. He said, 'Mike's page is screwed up again.' I came over to see you and said, 'It's fine on my computer!'
LOL!
Always.
I'm a little late but yes, god bless everyone and the troops
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