Not too long after he retired from the Guard...he fell.
Prayers continue for his recovery from horrible head trauma.
Dad... in Massachusetts before shipping out in 1942--
Dad... in Scotland 1943--
Dad... again in Scotland 1943--
Dad... in the invasion of Southern France in 1944--
Dad... with Mom and me in Marlin, Texas, 1949--
Dad... and (l to r clockwise) me, Mom, my Grandmother, my Grandfather, Jim Cook, Le Ann Payne & Whitey Payne at Old Mexican Inn, Corsicana, Texas, on August 26, 1949, my 2nd birthday--
Dad... Mom and me in Nashville, TN, 1956--
Dad... Mom and friends night clubing in old Juárez, Mexico, back in 1959 when it was safe to cross the border from El Paso for a night of fun--
Dad... and Mom outside our loghouse in Gunnison, Colorado, 1963--
Dad.. about to go put up the sign for his new Construction business, Kerens, Texas, 1966--
Dad passed on suddenly in Baytown, Texas, in 1971 and not a day goes by that I do not think of, and miss him.