My brother Steve found a letter the other day that my dad had written, dated April 16, 2012. It came along with an envelope addressed to Mr. and Mrs. A.F. Schall, 181 South Street, Morristown, NJ. That was his family’s home address growing up. My dad’s parents died long ago, his father the latter to go and he passed almost 35 years ago. My dad begins the letter by apologizing for not writing sooner. “I think of each of you daily,” he shares. I am certain that is true.
My father now believes he is still in the army at the age of 93, never having been discharged. “I have my old uniform and it fits OK, except for the jacket. I get fed three times a day with food that is OK. It is needless for me to train, but I still do it. I sleep in a bunk with ten or twenty others. I do miss each of you and I can’t believe I don’t see you daily. I send all my love to each of you.” Eddy
Heartbreaking. My dad remains a loving son and father to this day.