My father joined the Navy at the tender age of 17 and served in the Pacific Theater during World War II. He came home after the war, married and had four children of which I am the youngest. As I grew up he taught me many things; how to drive, how to play baseball, how to sing. Straight forward things, important yes – but he had greater things in him. He also taught me compassion, tolerance and above all duty. You see my father had a profound sense of duty which was evident in every aspect of his life. And I got to witness it. He was a shining example of living your convictions, as he served his country, supported his family, taught his children. When my father became ill with cancer it was an honor to help care for him. I did not realize until after he was gone what he had given me. He not only taught me how to recognize my obligations but to welcome them with an open heart. I hope I live it as well as he did. There is honor in duty, love in duty and yes joy in duty. This I believe.
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