|My Dad in 1940|
We were all born of moral men who never questioned the need to save their world. Let us hope that we will someday learn that killing is never an answer to anything and will never be an avenue towards Peace.
By the way - his dogs chased and killed chickens so there was only one left when he got home. Grandpa Leonard could only afford so many chickens....He was discharged in June 1945. He was gone a little longer than he thought.