Just got word my Grandfather just had a stroke. 89 years old.

Was an orphan as a boy. Went into the Air Force. Went into a program called, punchcard tabulating (predecessor to the modern day computer). Went as high as he could in the enlisted ranks (Chief Master Sgt.) Was in the same building as Gen. MacArthur in Tokyo immediately after the war. Been in 48 of the 50 states. Retired and did another 20 years Civil Service with the AF and was over the computer lab at Eglin. Offered up his life to serve his church.

We just recently moved he and my Grandmother into an assisted living facility for retired AF after they had been in the same home for over 50 years. He made the statement that he never had a home as a boy, and now at the end of his life he feels like he doesn't have a home again. It's been a tough transition and now this.


"The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him."
-G. K. Chesterton