Apr 252015

An important day for me as my father fought in New Guinea during the 1939-45 conflict we call World War 2. Dad has been gone from us now for 10 years, and I miss him more with every passing day. I often think I’d like some time back again, to make more of the few times he opened up about his experiences, and to get to know better what was a true gentleman, a quiet man, and a troubled man on some levels given what he must have seen and experienced. I also like to sit quietly, watch the broadcast […]