Non-fiction, Uncategorized, Writing

My First Year With Dad

DAD & ME FT. WAYNE - CROPPED

In this picture my dad and I are out for a walk in front of our apartment in Fort Wayne, IN, in 1949. My dad had served as a Marine during WWII. Shortly after he came home, he married my mom, and they brought me into the world. We moved to Ft. Wayne for Dad to go to college, and while there he wrote for the Ft. Wayne News-Sentinel to make money. We did’t have much in material goods, but we had a happy home. He never lost his love for writing but passed some of his talent for it to me — as did my mom.

Wishing a Happy Father’s Day to all you dad’s out there.

 

 

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