Harrylee
06-16-2013, 11:44 AM
It’s fathers day it’s time to remember these men. As for me my father was a simple man he grew up in a hard times I don’t even think he made it to 8th grade born in 1923 my father Harry Tobin was a hero, no schooling the man did what he had to do, he went to war in the WW2 came home and went on with his life. For all the time I knew him he was a mason still a hard life on till he shattered a disk in his spine from all that heavy way of a making a living. Never raised a hand to me but we still butted heads. Times where changing and what I thought were completely different from his, we worked all that out when I moved out at eighteen. And through the years I got to know him better, to my father who is no longer here I want to really tell you did good. I will always look up to you. You are my father and my hero R.I. P. This picture was taken in Italy in somewhere around 1943 he was 20 then oh so indestructible, the lady that lived next door was a artist and she put color on the black and white photo .He lost most of his hearing from being in the artillery, before he pasted away he was wearing two hearing aids it used to drive me crazy talking to him on the phone , but still in person I loved the man. He never was in to guns my brother was and he would take me shooting but my father was the hero although it took me time to see that. So for all of you remember the man that raised you