One of my favorite videos is a tape made from old "reel film" circa 1945. It is of my father and me having a "tea party." It is the only tangible evidence I have of meeting my father for the first time. Having been conceived during the war and with my father on ships throughout the Pacific, we did not "meet” until I was almost 3 years old. Letters from home keep him informed about "his baby girl" and I have all the letters he sent and those he received in a suitcase. I read them sporadically, when in need of some personal solace. Making in home from the war was , indeed , a blessing. He died when I was 16 years old, so I treasure this video above all others.
While the war kept my father from me, his belief in his mission never wavered. The World War II Generation was indeed "the greatest" and in whose debt we should be eternally grateful.
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