November 11
11/12/09 12:16 amThis is my dad. He's holding me. My dad served in the Army--WWII, and in Viet Nam. He did thirty years and retired. The Army probably gave him a better life than he would have had in Florida at the time. My dad wasn't a service kind of guy. Once he got out of the army he was done. I think the thing he valued about his service was meeting my mom when he was stationed in Europe. (warbaby here).
He gave up a lot for this country, and in my opinion, gave a lot more than he got. When he came back to the States with my mom, it took them forever to find a place to live. Service wasn't good enough. He was a vet, but he was a Black vet, and that didn't mean anything to anyone. Still, he overcame, and eventually, Black vets were recognized for their service too.
So anyway, my dad--handsome devil.
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11/12/09 12:44 pm (UTC)For all the horror and misery they had to endure, it's just ridiculous and grotesque that Black servicemen and women had to endure a ton of *extra* crap when they got home, and not even get recognized for the things they did.
I'm so glad you posted this - it's just the most wonderful picture. Your dad looks so proud of you!
*pinches your cute little cheeks*
*hugs you tight*
Thank you, Roxy-Dad, for everything you did for a country that didn't care. We will not forget!
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11/12/09 05:58 pm (UTC)I'll tell him about all the thank yous--I think he'll kind of like that. :)
*flails* my cheeks are not cute!! *poutpout*
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11/12/09 06:12 pm (UTC)*they are so *very* cure, omg!!*
*pinch pinch*