the victory line



 

During World War II, at a base on the Marianas in the South Pacific, my dad (on the right) met up with fellow West Texans Hop Halsey and Samuel Privitt. The Marines hadn't seen each other in 18 months. My dad was a Marine navigator on a C-46 transport plane. Pop went to the VFW veterans' breakfast in Abernathy on Saturday but commented "there weren't many of us (WWII vets) there." We salute "the greatest generation."

{Marine Corps photo}