My Dad was the first
person I know of in my family who served in the military. He was drafted, was
physically fit, and went into the Army. He was captured with his unit at Anzio
and spent several years in a German POW camp at Braunschweig. He knew a little
German, so he was the camp interpreter. It was a farm camp, they farmed
potatoes, and were allowed into town weekly to trade potatoes for meat with the
locals. He came home at the end of the war, my Mom drove to Texas to meet him,
and that’s all I know about my Dad and his military service. He mustered out as
a Corporal, and went back to banking in Milwaukee. I never could get him to
talk much about his experience, but he brought home some trinkets, like his dog
tags, a German canteen, and some maps showing where he’d been.
On this Memorial Day, I thought it fitting to recognize some
people I knew in the military; those who went, and didn’t come home. First, my
primary flight instructor, Lt Billy Ray, then squadron mates L.C. Knight, Chuck
Pfaffman, and Senior Chief Wright, crashing a burning E2 on takeoff from the
USS Coral Sea. Curt Cropper and his RIO, fighter friends next door on the boat,
who unsuccessfully ejected at 600 kts from their hit and burning Phantom F4.
Remembering the unnamed sailor I saw decapitated on the ship by a launched F4
and the Intelligence Office who one dark night fell out of the catwalk into the
South China Sea.
There were those whose service had an effect on their lives,
the Chief at Glenview who shot himself, my good friend Dave Miller, XO of the
base, who hung himself, and Phil, the gentle, bird- loving area coordinator of
NJROTC who took his own life. I know others have passed on, because they were
elderly when I knew them 23 years ago. Some fellow NJROTC friends are also gone,
Jim, Rick, Jerry and Denny. Thank you all for your service. And those who I may have influenced to serve
to protect our country deserve my special thanks: my son Daniel, and students Juan,
Porfy, Javier and Andy. You all were and are the bravest, finest people I’ve
known. You make me proud to know you! I remember you all today; let none of us
take our freedom for granted!
