Lee is going to take a photo of me in my Ike jacket. I wore it to our local pub last night and everyone went nuts for it. I always get tons of questions and enjoy telling them the history behind my 48th Combat Engineers jacket. I hope I am making the guy proud when he's lookin' down from heaven.
I wore the jacket a few weeks ago and noticed an older gentlemen looking my way. I went up to he and his wife and said, excuse me sir, I noticed you were looking at my jacket, would you happen to be a WWII vet? Oh yes he was. They were great folks and I loved talking to them. The conversation only last about 6 minutes, but I guess I made a real impression because when Lee went back to Hank's about a week later, he would up talking to the same gentlemen. Lee didn't realize who he was at the time. He got into conversation and said, you should talk to my wife, she's writing a book about her dad's unit, etc. The gentleman smiled and asked, "Oh Marion? Yes, we've already had the pleasure of meeting." Lee was tickled to tell me that he not only remembered me, but knew my name. How sweet!