We celebrate Veteran's Day in the US today, November 11. Tomorrow is a day off for State and Federal employees. I don't remember having this day off when I worked at the Employment Office, but I suppose I did.
Today I think of my Father and his service to the country in World War II. He was the oldest of 6 children. Three boys and three girls. He joined the Navy right out of high school at the age of 17 in 1942 and I am certain that that young boy returned home a man. He had two younger brothers who followed in his footsteps. I always liked to hear him talk about his time in the Navy and see the pictures of him in his white uniform. I still have a pair of his wool navy sailor pants someplace.
His father, who he was named for, was born on this day, November 11, 1900. I called him Paw-paw and he was the sweetest little man with a strong, small frame. I can't think of him without seeing that smile that wrinkled up his eyes each time. So Happy Birthday to you Paw-paw. I'm thinking of you today, too, and all the veterans around the land.