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Throwback Thursday: Veterans of Yesteryear

In honor of Veterans Day this week, I thought I would share some photos of my grandpa, great-grandpa, and great-uncle in their uniforms.  

Grandpa in his WWII Navy uniform

Grandpa was allowed to come home on leave for the birth of my uncle.

The inscription reads, "To my little Pardner.  Fair weather on your voyages, son" and is signed, "Daddy"

My great-grandpa in his WWI uniform

My great-uncle in his WWII Navy uniform

 I'm thankful for those who serve. 
 

Comments

  1. Priceless treasures - every one of them!

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  2. Wonderful photos. Putting faces to the men who actually fought in the wars makes learning history so much more emotional and overwhelming for me. The things they saw and did...it really was a sacrifice.

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  3. Gorgeous photos... they make me feel so grateful for all of those precious men and women who serve. I love this tribute so very much Kristi!!

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  4. Love those old pictures. Without brave men and women like your family our country - the Netherlands - would not have been the same and I might have been talking German now...
    Even though it's been a long time ago, it's still very much alive here and we're forever gratefull.

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  5. I am thankful that my Dad, my grandpa and my uncles all made it back safely. Not everyone did. Love your pictures.

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  6. Your grandfather was a baby in WWII, wasn't he? My uncle was 19 when he trained to fly airplanes in WWII. And the one of your great grandpa in his WWI uniform is amazing!

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