My daddy passed away on November 20, 2007. He was 81. He was a good daddy and grandaddy, an inventor, a storyteller, and, at one time, a soldier. He never said much about his days as a soldier in WWII. I read recently that his regiment liberated over 80 concentration camps. I also recently learned that he had been awarded the Bronze Star twice. I chose this picture to post to honor him and those who fought in WWII. Here he is at 20 years old with some buddies in Paris. He is on the left. He was fortunate to go on to have a good long life.
Not many pictures were taken of him over the years. A picture of him in the porch swing telling tales would have been a nice way to honor him, too. He is missed.
I returned to Tokyo on November 28th. I will start posting again after the new year. Until then, look back through the archives for seasonal posts.