He is the kind of man we need more of, in addition to you of course:)
My first trip to Tinian I saw landing boat carcasses still caught on coral reefs. Also saw an older American living in a lean to on the beach. The story is that he was a grunt who decided to come back and just live on the beach. I, like your father, was 19 and saw a lot of the South Pacific, although peacetime, it was a rich experience. God Bless your father.
His best friend growing up, Mr. Cliff (I also knew him well as he also returned to our town) had his toes frozen off in the Hurtgen Forest. His right foot was a stump. My father always understood he himself got off lucky.
My best friend’s dad had two purple hearts and a bronze star from his time in Europe. We would sneak up to his attic to look at those awards, and photos of his Father looking bad-ass humping a machine gun or riding on a tank. We had to keep it super quiet, like we were thieves, because his father never wanted it mentioned (and probably had a bit of PTSD).
Growing up, I never quite grasped that such men were all around us!!
Great tagline. Reminds me of Albert Einstein's remark, “I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”
He died before WW III; but we now know that WW III is being fought with internet messaging, propaganda, blackmail, dark money, and lawfare from a fallen DOJ.
Oh, and abortion. Chemical food additives. Uncurbed riots. And vaccines.