He was an Army Air Corp/Air Force brat. The city in Ohio escapes me at the moment. He spent some of his early years in Okinawa, post-war. Some time in the 90’s I was helping the neighbor across the street clean up. They threw some magazines on the pile, and the word Okinawa jumped out at me. It was a military phone book from 1952 that had my grandfather in it. He retired to Arkansas and dad went to college there.
I’m not sure if any geneological stuff was compiled. He made mention of looking into it, once, but never got into the Internet.
If an Army Air Corp brat, the city doesn’t mean much. My Grandad was a navy lifer, so Mom was born in Norfolk, but unless the people who crawled out of the Arkansas hills were from Roanoke (a theory that has been floated), we had no connection with there. That said, when Mom asked if she might join the Society of the Native Oregon Born with an allowance for military service, her membership was refused on the sound grounds that Grandad should have sent Grandma back home for the birth.
I can’t imagine your Dad liking the degeneration of writing that the internet spawns.