Today, I am thankful for the men and women who have served, or are serving, our country in the armed forces. Courageous people like my father-in-law, Julio Luna, who is one of the remaining WWII veterans. This past weekend, I had the privilege of listening to him tell about the time his ship was torpedoed off the coast of Australia:
“When the torpedo hit, shrapnel flew through the air all around us. A piece hit me here (he shows us the scar on his arm) and a piece hit my knee. The ship went down and we swam towards shore until an Australian ship picked us up from the sea.”
Pop’s story had me riveted, and all I could think of was, we need to capture these stories while we still have him with us. READ THE ENTIRE POST…
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It’s such a blessing to hear these stories — and may they always be passed on. You have done a great honor by retelling them for future generations.
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Thank you so much David. I hope and pray these stories will be passed down to future generations. My next ambition is to video my father-in-law telling his stories so others can see the look in his eyes as he reminisces.
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I love your latest poem!
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Thanks Elya.
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