UPDATE: 5-30-06 Here’s the picture of Tim that I couldn’t post yesterday, and that should have gone below.
Here’s a picture of Tim at the end of the Ossining Memorial Day paraade this morning. His scout troop, troop 49 sponsored by St. Augustine’s school, always marches in the parade. By coincidence Tim was carrying the big flag for the cub scouts at the end of the two an a quarter mile walk, entering Nelson Park from the back.
Well, no picture. Typepad is acting funny and I currently cannot post images, despite trying this morning and this evening!
The point of this post was going to be about my father, Joe Faranda, who spent three years in exotic places like New Guinea and the Philipines during WW 2, and then as an additional bonus got two years in Korea (for obvious reasons, my father had an aversion to camping in his later years). North Korea invaded the south while my parent were on their honeymoon, and my father’s National Guard unit got called up rather quickly. But not before I was on the way.
I was actually past a year old before my father first saw me in the flesh.
I was then going to mention how pleased my father would have been if he’d ever met his two adopted grandsons, Joe and Tim. But he never saw either of them – Joe arrived two months after my father died, and Tim three and a half years later.
So no picture, but I said it anyway.
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