Today is the one year anniversary of my dad's passing. I miss him and the sound of his voice when he would call me just to shoot the breeze. I slept in the room where he slept the last few months of his life and spent some time going through his yearbooks from college and from Northwest Mississippi Community College (where he finished high school after the war). According to the time frame for finishing school in 12 years, Dad should have finished in the spring of 1944. I don't know the reason but he was held back, but I believe it had to do with sickness as a young child.
Due to this fact, he found himself in the first semester of his junior year when he turned 18 and so he finished that semester and reported to Great Lake Naval Training Center for boot camp at the end of 1944. When the war was over and he returned home he sought to re-enroll at CHS. The principal at the time informed him that he would have to repeat the first semester of his junior year which he completed before going overseas. Dad was now 20 years old and not wanting to go back to school with 16 year olds, he opted for a program at Northwest that would allow him to finish his high school requirements in a year so that he could go on to college. He always spoke highly of Northwest and for this opportunity that they afforded him. In looking over his belongings, I found pictures from the 50 year reunion that he attended in 1997.
I think of him at least once a day and miss him, his jokes and his unique perspective on life.
I miss you, Pop! Things aren't the same without you.
Ben, so sweet the way you remember your Dad. My parents are gone too, and I miss them & think of them everyday. My Dad joined the Navy after his junior year in high school. When he came home from the war he did like so many and got a job, married & started a family. He always regretted not getting his high school diploma. Shortly, before he died there was a program the government offered to veterans who never completed high school. I applied for him without his knowledge and received his honorary high school diploma. I had it framed and our family presented it to him on his last birthday. He wept tears of joy and was so proud of it. It was the last thing I ever got to do for my Daddy. So glad you have so many fond memories of your Dad as I do. It is the happy memories that get us through. Thank you for sharing your story and listening to mine. Ann Brasher Garner
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ReplyDeleteThanks so much for your comments. I remember your dad so well. He was one of those men who served his country and his community with dignity and honor. I am so grateful that you were able to do that for your him. I can only imagine the joy he felt becasue of your act of kindness and love.
Ben