As you all know today is Memorial Day. I always try to do something for my dad on Memorial Day. His life was cut short by Multiple Sclerosis on March 21st about 8 years ago. My mother has this shed FULL of stuff from when they lived in their old house and was trying to figure out to do with all this stuff. I saw a peice of paper with his handwriting on it and this was a poem he had written about his memories of the Veitnam War:
Up before six every morn;
Feeling ever so forlorn,
Hating yourself forever being born
All for a golden bar!
Run a mile for your chow
Wiping sweat from your brow,
Never able to crack a smile
All for a golden bar!
Carry a rifle at port arms,
Respond to even the slightest alarms,
For six months miss her tender charms
All for a golden bar!
Head for Veitnam, one and all,
Never knowing when you'll fall.
Heeding always duty's call
All for a golden bar!
I love you daddy. I would do anything to see your face again here on earth. RIP.
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