Sunday, August 8, 2010

Flight Of Honor


If my kids’ dad would have lived, he would soon be eighty six years old. To know him was to love him. Life with him was a new joke every day, or to hear jokes repeated every day.
For many years he did not think he would ever have children. Because of that, he was very involved in boy scouts, baseball etc. He also loved his nieces and nephews and enjoyed being around them.
When he was a young man he was in the army. He was in active combat in World War 11. In the county that he lived in he was the most decorated soldier during that time. He had a bronze star, a silver star, and others that I don’t remember.
Then he was almost forty three he found himself the father of a cute little baby girl. Then two years later, a little red haired boy, then nine years later, another little boy. He now had his family that he had always wanted.
As the kids grew up the little girl enjoyed softball. One time I remember that he disagreed with a call that a referee made. The referee yelled at the kids’ dad and told him that if he thought he could do a better job he could change places. In a heart beat, he was out on the field and finished the game! Of course, that was a very long time a go. He died about ten or eleven years ago and is missed very much.
You may wonder about the title of this post, however, it is really very appropriate. In Missouri, they have an activity called Flight Of Honor for World War 11 veterans. There is like a lottery that veterans can get on a flight to Washington D.C. to see the monument in honor of those veterans that also honored their country.
The kids’ dad would have liked to have gone on that trip, but I think he would have liked to have had his children with him. Almost every time they show the veterans getting on the plane, they also tell the names  and pictures of veterans that died before they could go on the trip.
The trip is financed by private funds and charities so if you have a chance to help, please do so. I have seen tears on the faces of the veterans which express how much it means to them.
The picture is one of the young man who fought for his country and helped keep his country safe from a dictator. He was a private at this time in Macon, Ga.
At his time of discharge he had the rank of Master Sergeant.

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