I’ve been thinking about my Dad today and appreciating his amazing history. Just eight days after my parents were married, Pearl Harbor was attacked. My Dad was drafted two months later. He trained in Mississippi and then in Trinidad before he was sent to Europe. He was a Private First Class Engineer assigned to General Patton’s 3rd Army. He served for three years fighting on the front lines, building bridges and clearing land mines. He was discharged in 1945 and received a Bronze Star, American Campaign Medal, WWII medal and American African Eastern Campaign medal.
My Dad is incredibly humble and is reluctant to talk about the war. When I think of all he’s experienced and all he’s done I am deeply moved and grateful. I am very grateful he made it through and is still here.
Praise God for all those who have fought for our freedom.