These are the only two pictures on my basement study wall at home. They are of my maternal grandfather, Rev. Aubrey Beal Hill. That's his actual shingle that hung on his tent in France. He was a veteran of both World Wars, a doughboy in WW1, an army chaplain in WW2.
He was a man always driven by duty. When Pearl Harbor was attacked he was already 45 years old. When he went to the recruiting office, they laughed at his thinking he could enter the army at that old age. However, as months went by, and the casualties mounted, they let him in.
He was the most contented man I ever knew. He and Grandma sat side by side in matching recliners for 25 years. They watched PBS (preachers, baseball, and soap operas). He died at 90. Grandma's first request was that his recliner be moved out. She couldn't bear looking at it with him not in it.
It's Memorial Day weekend. Thank a veteran.
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