My dad sent me this e-mail today:
Sixty-nine years ago today a young man barely 24 years old with four years army and four years Navy experience faced the challenge of his lifetime. He stood at his station aboard the light cruiser, US Honolulu, and fired upon the attacking Japanese planes. He survived and served his country well throughout World War II. He loved his country, he loved his family and most of all he loved his Lord. He set an example of hard work, commitment, dedication, responsibility, integrity and servant hood for all of us who knew him. He was not rich as the world thinks of rich, money, big homes, travel etc but he was rich beyond measure with family, neighbors, friends and in his walk with the Lord. He was loved and respected and everyone knew his word was good. He invested his time and labor in his family and people, in things that have eternal value. It was my good fortune, my blessing to call him daddy, your granddaddy. I missed him today.
I love you guys,
I’m blessed to have had such amazing men to model the way for me. God bless you Dad.
You can view a previous post about my Granddad here.