And thanks so much for tonight's Old Fashioned Car thread! Those old cars bring back lots of memories to me - a simpler time and, I think, a better time.
I have many memories of being driven around the suburbs of West Philadelphia by my Uncle Joe, returned from WWII in Europe, in his Hudson Convertible. At three years old - I knew the routes he took well enough to give him directions home. He had fought in the Rhine Campaign in 1944 - two Purple Hearts. He also contracted trench foot in the bitter cold of the 1944-45 Winter - an affliction that would cause him pain until his death six years ago.
Don't mean to wander - my heart is full of things past this evening. My glass is lifted to my Uncle Joe, to the Fallen of 9-11, and to all who have stood up in defense of our Freedom!
Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!
Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)
23 posted on 09/11/2012 7:07:55 PM PDT by ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN, 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
