My father was born in 1926 in Montreal Wholesale Detroit Lions Jerseys , Canada and lived there for 11 years. His parents were Leon and Edna Zareski. He was the oldest of three children, the other two being? a sister, Audrey, and brother, Norman.
What I would like to do now is tell you about my father. I want you to walk away from here with a better understanding and appreciation of his life and who he was. And I am going to acquaint you with some aspects of his life with which you may not be familiar ? the soldier, the geologist Wholesale Lions Jerseys , and the sports fan? but first?
My father as a young boy ? the ketchup story.
The setting for the ketchup story is my father's boyhood home in 1931 in Montreal, Canada. He is 5 years old. Most of you knew my father as a man who was unassuming, judicious with words, and diplomatic. [Smile..] But he wasn't always like that?
My father's father (my grandfather) came home from work one evening to find a bottle of homemade ketchup that the lady next door had made and brought over. (Apparently this was not the first such bottle of ketchup.) My grandfather uttered a few choice words, grabbed the ketchup bottle, opened the back door Cheap Detroit Lions Jerseys , and threw the bottle into the cow pasture.
Several days later, the lady, who made the ketchup, came over and asked how they liked it. My father (the young boy) gleefully exclaimed, ?Oh! Dad threw the ketchup out back to the cows!?
Needless to say, that was the last bottle of ketchup that women ever made for the family! [Pause?]
My father was a Soldier
Tom Brokaw wrote a book about the generation of unassuming men and woman who went off to fight in WWII ? the name of the book is ?The Greatest Generation.? I am proud to state my father was a participating member of this ?greatest generation.? [Pause?]
For years ? in fact decades ? after the War he did not talk about his involvement. Only after the movie Cheap Lions Jerseys , ?Saving Private Ryan,? which came out 50 years after the War, did he begin to open up about some of his experiences.
Whatever plans he had for college as an 18-year old were placed on hold as he went off to boot camp. He said he almost lost the ring finger on his right hand during hand-to-hand combat drills in boot camp when a bootlace of the soldier he was fighting got caught in his ring. After that experience, he was never too fond of wearing rings. His parents had given him that ring in 1944 as a high school graduation present.