My Dad joined up right after Pearl Harbor. He told me one story about crossing the Pacific. And stories from training in the desert because they were supposed to go to North Africa. Instead he fought and got shot at in the Pacific theater. He showed me pictures of bullet holes in trucks. Brought back some souvenirs and pictures. Discharged and somehow met one of my maternal Uncles and was introduced to my Mom. Thinking of you Dad. （´-`）. ｡oO（）
My Dad joined up right after Pearl Harbor. He told me one story about crossing the Pacific. And stories from training in the desert because they were supposed to go to North Africa. Instead he fought and got shot at in the Pacific theater. He showed me pictures of bullet holes in trucks. Brought back some souvenirs and pictures. Discharged and somehow met one of my maternal Uncles and was introduced to my Mom. Thinking of you Dad. （´-`）. ｡oO（）