It's been nine years since the call came and I returned home from church on Father's Day morning to find my children waiting for me. They had known since before I left for Mass that my son wasn't coming home again. They took me into the house and sat me in my lazy boy before they told me.
I banged my fist and I cried but it was something I could not change. It was something I had to accept. My son's wife and two children returned to the states and the sensitivities between siblings and in-laws was something that had to be overcome. Everyone's emotions were raw. We had to wait for the Navy to make the arrangements to get him home to us so that we could take him to his final resting place in The National Cemetery of the Alleghenies.
Later in the day, two uniformed officers from the Navy came to tell me what I had already heard through a telephone call from my daughter-in-law in England to an older son. They informed me that I would be contacted to sign paperwork since I was second beneficiary. Of course, I knew that my daughter-in-law would be the first contact but I was grateful to be recognized.
Headstone |
It's been a topsy turvy few years going between days of deep depression and days of doing what needed to be done for the rest of the remaining family. As a member of the BPOE, Elks, I continue to proudly serve our Veterans at luncheons and services held in their honor.
I applied to the Department of Defense for my Gold Star Pin and have received it to wear proudly on all National Holidays. All in all, I have accepted the fact that my son isn't coming home but I can't help feeling emotional every time I hear a patriotic song or see a commercial concerning worthy veterans who have returned in need of help.
I went to the Memorial Day Service a few years ago at the National Cemetery of the Alleghenies as I had observed the Veteran's Day Service the previous November from a spot on the hill near my son's grave who is buried in a direct line with the huge flag pole in section 1.
I went to the Memorial Day Service a few years ago at the National Cemetery of the Alleghenies as I had observed the Veteran's Day Service the previous November from a spot on the hill near my son's grave who is buried in a direct line with the huge flag pole in section 1.
This year we visited on the Saturday before Memorial Day to bring flowers and a flag.
Hiroshima Cherry Tree planted at American Legion Post 77 |
my favorite picture of Rob aboard CVN65, the USS Enterprise. |
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