My dad was a medic for the duration in the South Pacific. He enlisted on December 8, 1941 at the age of 25. Eighth grade dropout, South Philly Irish, they made him a medic for reasons I haven't the faintest idea about. He was wounded in the Philippines got malaria, bitten by a scorpion in his neck and developed heart problems. He served …
My dad was a medic for the duration in the South Pacific. He enlisted on December 8, 1941 at the age of 25. Eighth grade dropout, South Philly Irish, they made him a medic for reasons I haven't the faintest idea about. He was wounded in the Philippines got malaria, bitten by a scorpion in his neck and developed heart problems. He served through V-J day. Came home, married my mom, had my brother Tom in '48. His health was failing, was in and out of the VA. My mom got pregnant with me and he died before I was born at the age of 39 in 1956. Never knew him. Have pictures and stories of an old time Irish American shit kicker. My mom told me how much I was like him until the day she died. Thinking of you this Memorial Day, Pvt. Edward J. Clay. Ya did good pops.
My dad was a medic for the duration in the South Pacific. He enlisted on December 8, 1941 at the age of 25. Eighth grade dropout, South Philly Irish, they made him a medic for reasons I haven't the faintest idea about. He was wounded in the Philippines got malaria, bitten by a scorpion in his neck and developed heart problems. He served through V-J day. Came home, married my mom, had my brother Tom in '48. His health was failing, was in and out of the VA. My mom got pregnant with me and he died before I was born at the age of 39 in 1956. Never knew him. Have pictures and stories of an old time Irish American shit kicker. My mom told me how much I was like him until the day she died. Thinking of you this Memorial Day, Pvt. Edward J. Clay. Ya did good pops.