Today was the day that I watched my Dad take his last breath. That’s why July 1995 will always be one of the turning points in my life. I’m so thankful that my Dad and I became very close. He shared with me his stories of his time in the Army during WWII. I was shocked by all that he went through and he was wounded. He sent his medals home to his mother but when he came home they were nowhere to be found. Someone had taken them. So I helped him get all his medals replaced even his Purple Heart. I was so proud of my Dads service to his country. I know some people from another country and it infuriates me when I hear them put our country down. So many people made the sacrifice so that we could be free. Why did you come here? I have his medals now. What a July it had been. So many changes. Beginnings and endings. I miss you Dad, until we meet again.
Jane is a Widow 