To once again honor my father and the men of my family.
It is Memorial Day here in the United States and this is the day we honor our military veterans who have died in service, as well as those who have served and are currently serving. While we set this one day aside to honor our men and women, I grew up with men who served in World War II, Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan. This story is about my father, who was a Marine serving in the Philippines and taken as a prisoner of war by the Japanese. Both my brothers were Marines, as is my Cousin, Frank. My Uncle Pete and my Uncle George also served during World War II.
My parents divorced when I was six years old. I remember being called to say goodbye to him as he moved out of the house. I was upstairs vacuuming the bedroom I shared with my older sister. My first thought…
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