My dad served in the U.S. Navy in Korea and Vietnam. This picture shows him on the left in the khaki uniform. It was taken on USS Ticonderoga in the Gulf of Tonkin during the Vietnam War. He instilled in me a belief in patriotism and love of country. He died of a service-connected disability when I was 17. I so regret that he did not live long enough to see me commissioned as a regular Army officer. On May 25, 2013, he will have been gone 41 years. I am now a retired U.S. Army officer, and am so grateful for the kind of man my father was. Thanks for you service, Dad. I miss your wit, laughter and advice.