I've been thinking a lot about my dad these past few days, as I've watched and read about the 75th Anniversary of D-Day (see D-Day veteran Jim Radford's beautiful song here). My father wasn't there -- and I lost him much too young, over 30 years ago -- but was in the Battle of the Bulge and the liberation of the concentration camps, later during WW II.
Although my father wouldn't want to be primarily remembered for his service in the Army (like most veterans, he really didn't talk about it except for a few humorous instances), it's hard for me not to think of him as part of the Greatest Generation this week in particular.
Alan Haase on the right
So, I join with all of you in remembering the person who was probably the most important man in your life, the one who had the greatest influence in making you the person you became (sorry Dad, you needed to stay around a bit longer!).