My dad sent a telegram to his parents the day I was born. It said: "BILLY EATON JET PILOT BORN TODAY 1AM--NO SWEAT--MOM DOING FINE" That was October 16, 1962. The last time I saw my father alive was at my U.S. Air Force flight school graduation dinner on March 10, 1989. He had pinned on my Air Force pilot's wings earlier that day. He died of a sudden heart attack on May 1, 1989.
I once read something that said a person isn't really dead as long as someone remembers them and thinks about them.
I think about my dad every day. I wish he could have seen his grandkids because he would have loved how funny they are.
Oh, and yes, I have an original copy of that telegram that my dad kept in his scrapbook.
05-11-2005, 02:31 AM
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