My Dad was in the Airforce and proud of it. He married my Mom when he was 21 and she was 17. They spent 3 years in Japan and they remain married after 66 years together. He was a tool & die maker for Oldsmobile back in the 70s thru the 90s. He worked 7 days a week and still managed to do every outdoor Michigan sport known to man, remodel three homes, and raise three good kids. He and mom welcomed 6 grand kids and 6 great grand kids. He was a founding member of a group of people who created a scholarship program at his local HS. He donated hundreds of thousands of dollars and time "for the kids". He planted and maintained a 40 acre tree farm so the local kids had a place to come and see a woods and the wildlife there. He even recruited a small group of his peers that restored a local pioneer cemetery.

Dad was at a loss as to what was happening in our world today and kept repeating "I just don't understand". My Dad was a pure blood, he raised hell in his last days because the hospital "wanted to give him a Covid shot". They didn't! Dad was Trump supporter and dispite being a union steward in his working years, couldn't wait to cast his vote this coming November. My Dad was a Patriot that told the nurse he wanted an Icehouse less then 5 minutes before he went down the final time. My Dad suffered more than 20 years with Parkinson disease and this morning at 5 am he finally beat it. My Dad was an American! He was 87 years old.