

Me and my mom went through some old pictures last night. My grandfather was a Master Sergeant in the Air Force. He actually worked on a barge off the beach in Normandy on D-Day! I like these 2 military pictures, especially the one at the desk. He looks like he is doing some important and official work... I wonder what he was working on. Maybe he was just posing for a picture that would look really cool some 60+ years later to his granddaughter! This just got me thinking today... I had lunch with my dad this afternoon, and I was asking questions about granddad and how and when he met my grandmother. We figured out that he was 51 years old when I was born.
