My grandfather was born August 4th 1919 in Brooklyn, NYC. He was a full blooded Scotsman. A professional boxer in NYC until he entered the Merchant Marines. This is my mothers father ( My Nana married outside of the Portugee/Jew community :D )
Poppy served in the military for a total of 32 years: The Merchant Marines, The US ARMY, & the USAF. He retired from the military as a medic. He taught me how to swim. Poppy was a wonderful, strong man of high moral character. Everyone loved my grandfather. The only thing that was important to my Poppy was country and military, period. Nothing else mattered to him but making sure America was free. This is the way people were back then. Country was THE most important thing in their lives.
My Grandfather died March 3, 1973. A very sad day for my whole family. He was so popular with NYC Italians that the whole funeral parlor was filled with flowers to the street, a parlor that was on the east end of Long Island. He was loved in his community and was a fine patriot.
Pictured in uniform, Circa 1944:
Outside at Westhampton AFB, Circa 1964:
Pictured with military hero (WW2 bomber) & trusted friend: Colonel Gabby Gabreski, Circa 1960-68: (Not sure)
My Grandfathers all time favorite song:
Video by trudbol
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY POPPY IN HEAVEN, I am sure.