Dad in Action

Yesterday, in honor of World Cup, I had intended to post a picture of my dad and his soccer team from when he played back in Viet Nam. Unfortunately, I could not find that picture (boooo!) BUT I did find this one. And I wanted to share it since my mind was on Viet Nam after reading the story in our paper about our local historian, who also served during the Viet Nam War. That's my dad in the center. He worked with US forces during his time and through his friendships, we were able to find a sponsor and move to the US in '75. We were very lucky to make it here all in one piece and altogether.

This picture makes me think of the story my mom and dad told Mark a couple of visits ago when we saw them. Apparently, while my dad was out in the field at one point, my mom took ME out there so he could see me. WHOA. Out in the field. During war. With bullets flying. What was amazing to me was that I had not known that all these years and Mark was the one who told me about it.

And no, this post has nothing to do with Seguin besides me and our local historian's story. But I just had to share it. :-)