Today I remember my Dad.
How he went to war.
Lost so many of his friends.
Saw things a person should never have to see.
He drove a tank across Europe.
He came home, married the love of his life and raised 6 kids.
We are a close family.
Dad loved his family fiercely, possessively.
And he loved the Lord most of all.
He was a great man, a remarkable man.
There was a whole generation of them...men like my dad.
Men who didn't make excuses or complaints.
Men with integrity.
Men who revered the truth.
Men who sacrificed.
Men who kept promises.
Men who were proud of doing for themselves and their families and their country.
Men who did what had to be done and prayed that they would live through it.
I miss him so much.
And so does the world.