31 May 2010

Memorial Day

On Memorial Day, people are remember their loved ones. Some remember those who died for our freedoms. I was out on a cemetery yesterday and someone was having a picture on the grave of a loved one lost.

Today, I am choosing to remember a lot of people. I want to focus on my grandfather, or pappy as I called him, William F. S. Carl.

William F. S. Carl, 68, of 301 S. 7th St, Emmaus, was pronounced dead Monday at Lehigh Valley Hospital Center after being stricken while clearing snow at his home. He was the husband of Loraine J. (Meitzler) Carl.
He was a crane operate for the Fuller Co., Allentown plant, for many years before retiring in 1985.
Born in Emmaus, he was the song of the late Morris and Helen (Stewart) Carl.
He was a member of Emmaus Moravian Church.
He was an army veteran of World War II.

I was 7 when he passed away. I don't remember much of him. I do remember my brother, my sister, and I going to their house on S 7th St and I would be the only one who would say, "Hi Pappy!" He would say, "Well, there goes the will!"

Now, 21 years later, I wish I knew him better. I would've loved to hear his war stories. I have his patch from his army uniform. Mom told me some things about him. He was a part of the the Polar Bears. He was stationed in Alaska.

I also know that he liked photography and electronics. I have his old Kodak Retina IIIc and sometimes I hold it next to my Olympus and think, "Damn, he would be all over my camera."

So, there is my salute to Pappy. I've only known him for a few years of my life but I'm very happy that I did get to know him.


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