I had the honor of meeting and shaking hands with one of the last WWII vets around here. On a job yesterday, I worked in this gentleman's daughter's home. He met me there to unlock the garage.
After saying hello we got to talking while I was working. Come to find out, this fella is 98 years old. Still driving, getting around great and doing pretty good considering. He then began to tell me about his time on the Eastern Front of WWII. He fought in the Battle of the Bulge and was in Europe until the end of the war. His work on early Radar when it was still classified, he worked on the cyclotron, alot of things that really stunned me.
I felt so lucky to have gotten to meet him and talk with him. He even wrote a book about his time in the war and about his life. He gave me a copy of the book. My family and I are currently reading it. He was really surprised that I cared so much about what he had done. He said that he very rarely meets anyone anymore who even knows anything about WWII.
Bernard Whittington is his name. I told him I would never forget it. Neither would my children or their children. His story will be carried on by my family and as many as I can share it with. Here's the cover of his book he gave me:
He is the last of some great American soldiers. I thought I would make this post in honor of him. I make it a point to educate my children and anyone else I can about all those that have done so much to protect my freedom and way of life. So many, like this gentleman, have fought, sacrificing life and limb to give me the freedom I have today.
I always try to remember, how good I have it thanks to all those who have fought for me, my family, all of us. Thank you all.
After saying hello we got to talking while I was working. Come to find out, this fella is 98 years old. Still driving, getting around great and doing pretty good considering. He then began to tell me about his time on the Eastern Front of WWII. He fought in the Battle of the Bulge and was in Europe until the end of the war. His work on early Radar when it was still classified, he worked on the cyclotron, alot of things that really stunned me.
I felt so lucky to have gotten to meet him and talk with him. He even wrote a book about his time in the war and about his life. He gave me a copy of the book. My family and I are currently reading it. He was really surprised that I cared so much about what he had done. He said that he very rarely meets anyone anymore who even knows anything about WWII.
Bernard Whittington is his name. I told him I would never forget it. Neither would my children or their children. His story will be carried on by my family and as many as I can share it with. Here's the cover of his book he gave me:
He is the last of some great American soldiers. I thought I would make this post in honor of him. I make it a point to educate my children and anyone else I can about all those that have done so much to protect my freedom and way of life. So many, like this gentleman, have fought, sacrificing life and limb to give me the freedom I have today.
I always try to remember, how good I have it thanks to all those who have fought for me, my family, all of us. Thank you all.