Thinking of my Dad on Memorial Day

I would like to thank my Dad for teaching me patriotism.  Always respecting our flag,  and those who serve it.  In Oct. of 1941 playing football at the Univ. of New Mexico, he injured his knee.  On Dec. 7, 1941 he was in a cast eating lunch in the Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity when the radio reported the attack on Pearl Harbor.

While all his buddies enlisted in the Marines to kill "Japs" he was a 4F.  As he rehabbed his knee (not like today) it took a long time.  The Army Air Force seemed like the best branch of service for him.  But Uncle Sam felt differently and told him his knee had to hold up through Ranger training to be accepted at all!.  So Ranger training it was! Later he graduated top of his flight school class '44E and went on to become a Lead Pilot in the 94th BG,  8th Air Force.

The photo is of his crew before they were sent over seas.  They all made it home.

I hope on this Memorial Day we can honor those who made it possible for us to enjoy our freedoms then and now.  To my Son in Law, Lt. Harrington I salute you and pray for your safety daily.

Is there a Doctor in the House?

Wed. we flew to KC to attend Kyle's graduation from Medical School as well as MBA school!  The MBA dinner was at the Intercontinental Hotel Thur. night. It was a very nice evening! On Friday we attended the Med school awards and not to be outdone, Heidi received the Spouse award!

Now we have a full fledged Doctor in the family!

K-Doc we are so proud of you!

As a 6 year old he used to say he wanted to be a doctor. We watched the surgery channel, he went with me to watch my ingrown toe get removed! And now he's a Doctor.

I love you son,

Pops

Happy Mothers Day

Some years ago I was asked to speak in church on Mothers Day. I told the Bishop I was probably not the best person to speak about their Mother! That was why I was asked to speak, everyone always talks about how wonderful their Mother is/was but not all people feel that way. The other point of view was desired.

Regardless of how good or bad your Mother is/was, she gave you life. For today, thank her for that.

I had 2 other women that were Mothers to me. My Grandmother Iva and my Aunt Bobby. They filled in the best they could and I knew they both loved me. They are gone now but not a day goes by that I don't think of them. Happy Mothers Day Gramma and Aunt By.

And Happy Mothers Day to my Mother
Rosemary