Hope you are
having a good Memorial Day weekend. Memorial Day means different things to
different people.
Our younger generation probably doesn’t think too much about
what it means. They’ve not lost a loved one in a war in a foreign country, or if
they have, they don’t appreciate why that is significant. The older generation
remembers Vietnam and Korea. Much of our population who lived
through World War II have passed away. World War I is now only in the history books.
The Middle
East conflict? I wish I could say that I understand that, but I do know that we
have lost a lot of good people there.
Looking
through our old family pictures, I came across this one. Supposedly it is of my
father’s father. It would have been taken before my father was born in 1915 in
Germany. If the man in this picture had been called to duty to fight in a war,
it would have been World War I and he would have been fighting for the Germans.
Against the United States.
Does that
make him a bad man? Does that make him an enemy? He would have been fighting
for his country, whether he believed in what he was fighting for or not. He
would have been fighting for the only thing he knew.
But in the
end, if this is indeed my grandfather, he came to America in 1923, with his
oldest son.
The
following year, this woman, my grandmother followed him here.
Along with
four of her children, Paul, Frank, Klara and Emmy. That would be my father on
the far left.
1 comment:
There is a strong resemblance between you & your grandmother
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