Dad, mines 81 now, i'm forunate to have him here living with me, he still works.

Off to Korea. He came home fine with a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart. Lost him suddenly just after his 88th birthday June a couple of years ago just a few days after I visited him in California and learned of his death weeks later as Carrie and I were in the bush of Namibia.

Dad with his four sons on an elk hunt

Ha!

I got some good ones.

Short but nice threat to start... hope this gets to be one of those 50 pagers or so...

and without all the back biting for once...

Thanks to Roger, Ed and Certifiable for posting pics of their dads in their 'glory days'...

Dad on his way to Sea school in San Diego with USMC assignment to CV11 Intrepid headed for the S.Pacific

We lost him in 2016 at 90 years old. He taught me more about running a business than I could have ever learned in college.

1944 Senior Class photo.

1946 pitching a tent.



2015 the last time he saw his sister. She passed away a year after he did at 94 years old.

Here’s ole_270 with a shorthair I used to have a few years ago.



Both of us

Part of our Conservative fight here in Virginia... my dad was very active. He passed in February.

My Dad

I had no idea about this... found 100% by accident looking for Probate stuff on his Estate.

Part of the Permanent Record for the Commonwealth of Virginia.

* FYI... For those that do not know... Virginia was taken over by Democrats (House, Senate and Exec.) in November 2019... so the Bill is really quite a shocker to have passed.

PII... whatever.

Dad on the right with his two hunting partners, Foster and Ray, they killed a lot of deer and stuff, had some real stories and adventures... Ray and dad took our mule into a wilderness hunting bear, Ray shot a bear and it fell over a 10ft bank, Ray ran over excited and slipped over the bank on top of the bear, Dad laughed his ass off as Ray scrambled back up not knowing if the bear was dead or not... luckily it was dead. I took that photo, probably '79, we were deer hunting, walking back to camp I shot a forky at close range in the flat, only had a spine shot because of a downed tree, it screamed like a woman for 30 seconds when it went down. Those guys made a big deal out of me scoring, wasn't my first deer but was with them. Ray and Foster have been gone for some time now.

Me and Dad last weekend, Dad's 89, last of our parents alive. I just got in from hunting elk with Enrique, who has an archery tag, that morning, wife said I look like I'm taking a chit... that's what happens when you take me off guard with the camera...

Kent

Dad was born in 1913. Died in 1991. He graduated from UF, undergrad and law school. and Emory University with his Divinity degree and a masters. A brilliant speaker, organizer, minister and a wonderful father. Dad was a country boy, and taught me hunting, fishing, and the love of the outdoors. I have his old Clauss hunting knife. Learned to dress game with that one.

Combat Engineer with 69th Infantry Division...seen here getting tanks across the Rhine...
He was there fighting at the Bridge at Remagen
He was one who helped liberate Buchenwald
His outfit met the Russians at the River Elbe on VE day...

Good thread, I'd have to look them up.

Here is dad with we 3 boys on a salmon fishing trip last weekend. Last November he developed gangrene in his foot due to an infection (he is diabetic). He lost part of a foot. Then he developed a bleeding stomach ulcer due to meds, and passed out at home due to low hemoglobin (6.5). We were very thankful that he was able to go with us! We dont know how long we have with him yet, but we treasure these times. This trip is a 10 year tradition. Henderson Harbor Lake Ontario.

Dad turned 80 a month ago. I'm hoping for 90, as long as quality of life is good.

Great! Keep ‘em coming! Happy Trails

My 18 year old dad headed out in the Ardennes....Battle of the Bulge.

Four years ago with 4 generations.

ole_270, grandpa, me, my boy. Glad to have got this picture a couple years before grandpa passed-

Here's my old Daddy, sometime in the 60's.............

These are pictures of "Men"..................todays 18-20 year olds? by and large, NO!

5 generation pic early Jan 1977.

(L to R) my grandfather, my great-grandmother, me and my father. GG is holding our son.



BTW - GG was born in 1880, grandfather in 1910 . . .

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Bonus points for the 16ga SxS

Respect. Those combat engineers were of huge importance.

By the way Ingwe, if I had been one of the liberators of an extermination or concentration camp, there would have been a LOT of dead German guards.

I do not think I could have held back, although it would have haunted me later.

John

Gone 7 years now..

Here's a photo of Dad a few years ago. He's 81 now and still making things difficult:

My dad Getting ready to ship out to Korea. It will be 3 years in two days since his passing.

Dad in front of a T-37 in about '67.
He was a mustang officer, coming up through the enlisted ranks before going through Air Cadets and becoming an officer.
He went on to fly the T-6, T-28, T-33, F-84f, F-85, F-100, T-37 and T-39. We lost him in '99 to a tumor in his head.

Good family pic, Cert.

You all are very lucky. Great pictures!!

Belated congratulations to your father on the success of his cloning project!

John

Dad and I Christmas 1957



Great grandmaw behind us

The Germans had abandoned the place, knowing the Americans were coming.

Not all the germans got out of Auschwitz in time though, and you can guess what happened....

And even without what you mentioned, my dad had more than enough haunting him....

Ain't that the truth my friend.....

Good stuff
Some very rich family histories

After seeing these fine pictures....the NFL is more DEAD to me then ever. Great Thread!!!

My Father, Pelilu Is. 1944



My Son,My Father, and me in 2002. Three generations about 6 months before he went into hospice. 1920-2003 82 years old. A life well lived.


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Dad (circled) on the Duke University Boxing team. This would have been around 1931.





Capt. Dad, US Army Medical Corps. He was in from 1944 through 1946 and overseas in Europe from Nov. 1944 until he was discharged in '46 so this was probably taken some time after the war. He was a surgeon in a field evacuation hospital operating about a mile behind the lines and was in Patton's Third Army but that's all I know, never did get to ask him about where he was during the Bulge.

Your Dad was lucky to survive Pelilu. I rode on the Pelilu from Pearl to San Diego with my son when he was in the Navy. It’s been Mothballed now

You know! I’m sorry to say, I have no pictures of pa!!

Aviation Chief Radioman, with my older brother, born in '44. Dad spent the whole war stateside, first on sub chasers doing convoy escort and then flying blimps doing U-boat patrol. Mom was able to be with him for most of the war which was highly unusual. He died in '06 at 92 and my brother died in '10 of a stroke.

Dad on the right following a successful day on Lake Walk-in-the-Water, FL, back around 1954 +/-

Y’all’s dad did a good job bein’ a dad. You men are doin’ a good job bein’ sons and fathers. That is a great picture.

Looks like something out of ‘Band of Brothers’. Only in black and white. ‘Cept it’s the real deal.

Dad - front row middle, probably 1935ish...



Mom - far left, Dad - right, middle full of cousins, 1953 England

My dad's boot camp photo, summer 1941.



Shortly after returning from an all expense paid tour of the Pacific. (Dad on the right) That's his brother on the left. My Uncle joined the Marine Corps during WW2 and never left the states, for some reason. My Dad joined the Army in mid 1941 and landed knee deep in the Pacific's activities. Looks like the experience slimmed him down a bit. He was in the 6th Infantry. The 6th holds the record for continuous days in combat,..219 on the Island of Luzon during WW2.

Lots of great men in these photos.

Yes sir.

If I might butt in. For the veterans.

around 1970 Baffin bay, mom and dad, he was balding and going gray by the time he was 30.

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pap and Uncle Bill in their new sailor suits before shipping out on the battleship USS Iowa, Korean War...


Dad, me and my boys aboard the Iowa, in front of the 16 inchers, when they made a museum out of her....



at my kids wedding...


Been gone 5 years now, and I still miss the ol' bastid....

My actual father ( on the left) was born in 1926. He was an only son and a farmer. His dad was gassed in WW1 but lived until 1971.
My father was a good man and battled Colin Cancer for 5 years and died in 1962. I never knew him as I was not even 2 years at the time.
The man on the right became my dad in 1965 and took on a large family with me and 3 sisters and then he and my mom provided us with another sister. He passed away 9 years ago.
Anyway this is a roundabout way to say I was blessed with a great father and a great dad.
I surely do love and miss them both.

Is your dad a professional voice actor who lives in DFW? Looks just like a guy I go to church with.

Indeed. I only had the one I posted above.

Well, you're half right... The DFW (Dallas) part is correct.

Here is a picture of my Dad when he joined the Army and became a US citizen. He came from Italy and loved the US. He was stationed in the Philippines where he fought against the Japanese.

He is in the 2nd row and 2nd in from the left.

He was not into guns and hunting but we spent a lot of time together fishing!

WW2. South Pacific.

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And for the most part; handsome devils with a shave and a good haircut. 😎

Cool. He has a twin in McKinney.

Dad with a Michigan Chinook about 1980. Looking forward to doing some scnook fishing with him next month on Tampa Bay.

In Philippines age 18. Bronze Star, Silver Star, Purple Heart. Became a history and Econ professor.

Dad & I doing what we love best !

Taught me to be a good husband & father, that's the best blessing.



Mum is pretty special too !

Friggin jackwagon!

I heard everyone has a doppelganger.

Bunch of GREAT! pictures.

Thanks Danny

Photo of my career Air Force Dad, circa 1969. Best Dad that ever lived. He was killed in a car crash in May 2004. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him.

Where was this?

Williams Air Force Base in the eastern part of the Phoenix metro area. He retired from the Air Force as an Instructor Pilot from Williams.

Ohhhh, yeah bayyy - beee.

Vietnam 1970

Dad at Reed Lake, Manitoba 1962

This was in a day wherein you wished you had more pictures but short of always carrying a camera around it mostly happened only on special occasions.

Dad had six brothers, three of which including him, landed in the middle of WWII. One brother was in the South Pacific and in a big battle (cannot recall the name right now) their battle ship was so beaten up it took them three months to make a friendly port on only one screw, no com’s, and more or less continual hand-over-fist bailing with buckets. Many casualties. He died the youngest of alcoholism and I surmise he suffered from the then unknown PTSD.

A second, was a medic in North Africa and was captured and endured a POW camp for the duration. He was a mild mannered man, a great bird shot, and I have find memories of him. Apparently he was the source of great encouragement among the POW’s and looked after everybody. He died of stomach cancer in his seventies. I do miss him probably the most and my dad of course.

Dad ended up drafted at 18, the youngest, and ended up in the Philippines where a sniper took the sole of his boot off along with the heel. How far away was he? Dad said he “heard him working the bolt of his Carcano and in hind sight was glad he wasn’t a very good shot. He was probably as scared as I was.” He had many other tales when pressed. He died just before Christmas 2017 at age 92.

None of them hunted outside of a traditional once-a-year pheasant hunt with my dad and brother number two and my two cousins.

I wished I had asked more questions but none of them were really conversational, more the quiet, humble, even taciturn-like.

Some of us cousins had to piece together the histories.

Thanks for posting. It’s a very interesting thread.

Bump for a great thread.

BTT