Following the end of World War 2 (he graduated from Tufts Medical School in '47) Dad wanted to go to Europe to serve but as member of the Navy he was told that he would likely be assigned to Portsmouth Navy Hospital here in the US. Fortunately one of the former residents at the University of Minnesota was head of medical procurement for the armed services so in 1948 he and my Mom drove to Washington DC from Minneapolis to find out where he would end up. Turns out there was a spot in Trieste Italy and so Dad was made Chief of Surgical Services and off they went to Europe. Along the way he was quickly transferred from the Navy to the Army! Service to his country was very important to Dad. His two brothers had served as members of the medical corps assigned to the Big Red One and fought all across North Africa.
Although his military career was not long-lived, my parents had a deep love of country and respect for those who serve. Dad finished his career as a surgeon in the VA medical system. In July, he was laid to rest with full military honors including an honor guard. God bless all of you who serve or have served our great country both in peacetime and in war.