This handsome young man is my Dad. He was a quite the army guy, back when the army was considered a very noble profession. In those days if you were not in the army you were most certainly a misfit. Anyway. He was a Lancer in the Polish Army. He fought in the Second World War. Was a POW at Majdanek, along with my uncle Dominic. (Talk about two peas in a pod.) They both escaped from Majdanek and went to Siberia together with my mother. After two long years in Siberia, General Sikorski reassembled the polish troops. They ventured to rejoin the battle, traveling through many a country in the process. I know he was in Bethlehem at Christmas and often talked admiringly about Israel, the Dead Sea and more. He was part of the Polish Unit that conquered Monte Casino, and that battle was often a topic of discussion with his brother. At some point after the war he wound up in England, and then he my mother and my uncle set out to Canada. After a year or two in the mines, out in British Columbia, they set out to Hamilton. He was an employee of the Steel Company of Canada, as it was then called. (now it's been sold out to the U.S.) He loved music. For years he drove around young musicians to practice and performances even though my brother had quit the band. When we were in elementary school, he would often, after coming home from night shift, drive us to St. Helen's School and stop at the variety store and buy us lemon tarts for our lunches. He picked up old ladies to come to fittings for whom my mother was sewing, his best friend was Stan Sobczynski, and he maintained a good relationship with his brother Domenic until he died. This July will be 30 years that my father has passed away. Since my siblings and I have been catering to our Mother for that long a period we have gained a new respect for my dad. One of his favorite songs was "The Night Chicago Died" he made me play the tape when he drove me back to my dorm room at Sheridan College. So Happy Fathers Day, TATA
I can't help thinking of the fathers of television we grew up with. You know "Father Knows Best, " MY Three Sons, and The Donna Reed Show, Leave it to Beaver. There were quite a few. Do you suppose these were meant to be lessons on parenting, subliminal eh! So a tribute to all the Dads who were paying attention.