He had an engagement ring and all to marry her. The rest of his life he spent on the streets of Atlanta and the Atlanta jail drunk which were all his friends. He would get drunk go check himself into jail or go to the VA. One night I remember our local police called us and said to my dad we got an old man here that says he is your brother. My dad said, “I will be right there.”
From time to time he would come and stay with us, I LOVED HIM TO DEATH. He was always laughing and not a care in the world.
He has a purple heart my aunt has and served under “The OLD Man” as he called him. My mom has a picture of him by a tank but we can't see enough to make anything out on it.
He passed away in 1973, GODSPEED Uncle Crack I will never forget you.
Thank you for sharing the story of your uncle Davey. He was lucky he had people like you who loved him so much!