Happy Father's Day To My Late Father

On this Father's Day I'm thinking of my late father, Edward M. Davis.

He died of cancer in 1976.

In the above photo my father is on the right as he welcomed me home from U.S. Navy Boot Camp when I was 17 years old in 1970.

My father led a hard life (as did my late mother Claire Ann Wardino). At 16 during the depression, he was with the Civilian Conservation Corp (CCC) cutting down trees in the forest. At 17 he was in the U.S. Army. Stationed in Panama, he guarded the Canal and chased banditos into the hills.       

After the Army, he worked as a lineman, married my mother and raised my sister Jane and oldest brother Bill. 

When WWII broke out, he enlisted in the U.S. Navy, becoming a chief and an elite Underwater Demolitions Team (UDT) frogman. (He apppears in the center of the below photo). 

Wounded and medically discharged after the war, he went back to being a lineman and later a union construction electrician. He and my mother raised my older brother Eddie and I.   

He was a good father. 

Happy Father's Day to my late father and all other good dads.

Note: I wrote briefly about my father in a piece on the WWII UDT and how they developed into the Navy SEALs  for Counterterrorism magazine. 

You can read the piece via the below link:

http://www.pauldavisoncrime.com/2013/06/a-look-back-at-world-war-ii-us-navy.html