Birthday to my Dad on January 19. I miss him a lot. He never said a lot but when he talked I listened. He was a hard worker who was wounded in WWII. I miss his stories about his war time. I really came to know who he was by those stories. He wasn’t even 18 when they drafted him. He was a mortar man and machine gunner. He spent his time on the front line. He was my HERO. I miss you Dad and you will always be my hero…..
Jane is a Widow 