Daddy was always the center of attention...His co-workers loved him. His friends wanted to be in his company. He had a wonderful sense of humor. He loved the comic strip, POGO . He cut it out and sent it to me weekly when I was in college.
He adored fishing and that's actually why he decided to get a degree in "Fisheries"..
Fishing was his first passion. He was hired by the Federal Fish and Wildlife Service and off we went to the Philippine Islands...1946.
However, he soon found out that his job of Research would not be on a Research Vessel but in an office as he got so terribly seasick.
Daddy had been an athlete in college...playing football and baseball but still preferred to fish over everything else.
I never thought he was handsome...but now that I look back at his photos, he had great sex appeal like Humphery Bogart. My mother could have been a Lauen Bacall. They were a handsome couple.
Daddy smoked CAMELS. My mom, his mom and I took 8 hour shifts around the clock at Queens Hospital until he died of LUNG CANCER in 1959. I was 19. How I loved him.
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