Re: Who helped you?
Fog Tanner
>The same person that is still helping me, Fog Sr. Even though I buried him three years ago, what he taught me still helps me in this world. He was that special generation that lived through a depression and fought a war. They came home with the hope of a family and making a life. To work hard for an honest days pay, never ask for any handouts or government programs. I was brought home to a two room sawmill shack. But is was home. My father had burning desire to never be in debt to the company stores that went along with the east Texas samills. Like a lot of other GIs, he turned what he learned in the war to a livelyhood for his family, and got a job as an airplane mechanic. I watched as he worked two jobs for those extra things. He was never afraid of work and never complained. I once asked him why he worked such long hours. All he would say was "the work was there, and someone had to do it". That has always stuck with me.
The only thing he ever asked of me, was to do my best at whatever I did. That was what he did at anything he did. The best he could do. A lesson I still strive for each day. Being and airplane mechanic and the type of person he was, he was never afraid to try anything within its bounds. As a kid I would ask him if he could fix this or that and I always got the same reply, "I can fix it or fix it so noone else can". I understood what he meant later in life.
So, my hero, or the role model I have is not some airhead jock, but a real person - who to me is still bigger than life. He still gives me a target to aim for. I am forever grateful that I was allowed that time in life to growup among such a wonderful group of people. Everyday I read the obits and see another of that generation and it saddens me that part of my life is slowly fading away. A part of history that is slowly being written into the books. For those that missed that time, a phrase in a movie sums it up, "those things that should not be forgotten are, for none that remember are alive. History becomes ledgend and ledgend becomes myth". If you are a boomer, you were helped more than you know.......I turn wood because its there and someone has to do it, and I can turn it or turn it so noone else can.
Fog