My Dad's 90th Birthday
So, my dad turned 90 this week.
We had a party. A surprise party.
We got a special venue, and a niece made a really nice cake, it looked just his old Navy ship, an LST.
The thing is, he's 90, and legally blind, and doesn't drive and doesn't need a thing.
He does worry about money even though we keep telling him; you have 5 sons, you can never, ever spend all your money. Not gonna happen. But, he still worries about it.
So, we decided instead of buying him a bunch of stuff he doesn't want, doesn't need, and wouldn't use, we gave him cash.
And here's the point;
He was in the Navy in WWII. He never talked about it until we found out his old ship is still around, in 90' of water down in St. Thomas.
We made a pilgrimage and I can say I actually stood on the deck of my dad's war ship; in 90' of water. Awesome!
Anyway, for the first time he started telling us about his Navy days. He said it was an adventure for sure, but not one he'd ever care to repeat. We realized, his 4 years in the Navy was an important part of his life.
He would have made a career out of it, but both of his brothers were killed in WWII and the Navy, showing extreme intelligence, discharged him and sent him home, you know, so he could have 5 sons.
So anyway, my daughter is dating a Marine, so we had the idea that the Marine could put on his formal dress uniform, and in the middle of the festivities, walk in and demand that my dad present himself.
Cause, you know, his discharge had never been fully processed, so for the last 68 years, he'd been carried as AWOL on the muster roles.
But, the Marine announced, all things considered, the Navy had managed to get that pesky arrest warrant from that unfortunate incident in Sydney dismissed, and they were also going to go ahead and finish processing his discharge.
The only thing was, that meant Dad had some back pay coming.
And then the Marine opened an ammo can up and dumped a lot of cash on the table for my Dad to goggle.
We're talking serious cash. Bundles of cash like you see in a bank vault kind of cash. Enough to buy a car kind of cash.
I think we got the party done right. I can say that because for the first time in my life I saw my Dad so emotional he couldn't say anything.
I don't think it was the cash, but I know that was just the right thing to give him.
It might have been all his friends and family who showed up. Especially his lady friend that he hasn't been able to see for a couple of months, cause she's had health issues of her own to deal with.
Or maybe it was the cake that looked pretty damn good for a 68 year old ship.
Or the Marine in full dress, letting him know that pesky warrant had been taken care of.
In any case, he was one happy 90 year old.
So I guess the point is, hug your parents often and mean it.
The pay back is enormous.