(Sorry this is late, don’t know where my head was yesterday. Oh right, in the tissue box, still fighting off this cold.)
Since last year a friend returned a copy of a picture we gave them years ago, the original of this photo was lost in the house fire, including the negative.
From a trip we made to Hawaii to visit Donie’s fathers grave in the Veterans Grave-site in Maui and on this trip we were finally able to get a seat on the boat out to the Arizona Memorial.
The little boy was just standing there gazing at the wall when I came up and shot this picture. Was he looking for one name on that wall? An uncle, his grandfather; someone?
My paternal grandfather had been a Navy Man in WWI, re-enlisted in WWII and passed away soon after the end of the war from a service related illness. I never met him. I don’t even know where his grave is and now there is no one alive to ask.