I finally got to "meet" my father-in-law last week when we were in Houston. We drove to the Houston National Cemetery to visit his grave. My husband hasn't been back since the funeral in 1996. He was 13 years old then.
Through teary eyes I took these photos. No words were spoken, just quiet respect for his father.
|Melvin's Dad and the family. Melvin is the baby of the family:-)|