Remembering my dad, active duty soldiers and veterans everywhere today

This memoir may speak to and for lots of folks like me.

I post this column on Memorial Day to pay tribute to my dad, my uncle John, other veterans in my family andocked his world other military veterans in my family.

My dad was a proud World War II veteran. Like most of his friends and lots of young men in the 1940′s, the Japanese invasion of Pearl Harbor rocked his world. He enlisted in the Air Corps a few months later.

Dad rarely discussed his tour of duty defending our country. He saw plenty and did plenty, but refused to talk about it. I think lots of his contemporaries felt the same way. One day, before he became ill I asked him flat out, “Dad, would you write your thoughts about your WWII experiences?” I told him I would like to have a written account of his career in the military. He agreed.

I thought after so many years he might not remember much. His mind was slowly slipping away. He was having trouble remembering lots of things.

But what he wrote shocked me to my shoes.

Dad wrote, from memory, every mission (19 total) he flew and the dates he flew them. He remembered the target and every mission he and his crew flew. Dad was the radio man on a photo reconnaissance squadron.  His crew flew in ahead of the combat missions to photograph the locations and areas around potential bombing targets. Dad and his crew flew missions out of Guam and several other South Pacific locations into Japan. On one or two missions they took anti-aircraft fire and feared for their lives.

Since Dad’s crew was photo reconnaissance, they developed their own film. Dad asked my grandpa to send him a camera, which he did, and dad took more than 2000 personal pictures during his tour.

Dad was very proud of his service. He joined the American Legion when he returned from the war and was a faithful member and servant for more than 50 years. He earned a burial with full military honors, including a flag-draped coffin, taps and a 21-gun salute. When they handed dad’s triangle folded flag to us I lost it.

My dad was one of many honorable veterans in our family, including my grandfather, Uncle John and great uncles. I was proud to serve a tour in the Air Force during the Vietnam War in Selma, Alabama (uneventful as it may have been). I didn’t see combat like dad, but served plenty of airmen and officers who had been in the thick of battle half a world away.

Dad is and will always be one of my heroes.

Many other sons my age can recall stories (different details, different missions, different theaters of war) about their fathers’ or uncles’ or brothers’ or cousins’ military service in World War II, Korea, or Vietnam.

And today we have lots more military service menbers serving here at home and far from home. Whatever our political views, or our opinions about our United States military, we remain the most independent, blessed nation on the planet. And we have all those who are currently serving, have served, or died in battle whose sacrifices helped us gain that freedom.

May God bless all our veterans and our active duty military today and forever, wherever they may be.

And may God bless America.

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About Steven Sawyer

God blessed me with the gift of writing. Mom told me I wrote paragraphs in second grade when others were learning to write sentences. I spent more than three decades in professional writing gigs. For the past eight years I've combined my passion for writing with my love for the Lord. He and I write a Christ-centered, family-friendly blog to glorify God Monday-thru Friday at https://stevensawyer.wordpress.com/. My wife and I have four grown children and two precious granddaughters we co-parent with their mom. I'm a Galatians 2:20 disciple of Christ seeking to allow Christ to live His life in me, through me, and as me.

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