It’s fun to look at my Dad in this picture. He was in his late teens before graduation from High School when he signed up in the Navy.
Since Dad was pretty young, my grandfather had to sign papers so Dad could join the Navy. Dad wanted to serve overseas, but he spent most of his time in the service State-side. He did secretarial work and also played the organ for all church services on the base as well as the funerals.
Dad was short a few credits when he returned and he made up the classes he had missed and graduated from High School and was accepted at college.
He and Mom married at about this time. They’d been sweethearts since they were 13 & 14 years old and in the end, they were married over 60 years.
Dad graduated from The New England Conservatory of Music. And after that, they moved to Cape Cod where they lived nearly all of their married life and raised us, three kids.
Dad taught school, music, and he played the organ at several churches in town for Sunday services, weddings and funerals. He also gave lessons, and during our busy summer months, Dad worked as a Police Officer. Mostly he worked on the desk, answering phones, typing reports, and dispatching officers.
Dad was a man in motion really. I recall very few times growing up when Dad wasn’t busy with doing things that helped others.
I’m thinking about him this week because Sunday is Father’s Day. How I miss him, and his corny jokes and wicked sense of humor.
Happy Father’s Day Daddy!