My father left for Cold Bay Alaska in 1966 I think
it was.We were between stations in Tennesse then. One
day he arrived home in his blues. There was a fruit cart being pulled up the street and we were having our little fun with the horse. We went inside the trailer we lived in and wondered who this man was.I don't think he recognized us either. There were no hugs or kisses for us then from him. This was not his or our fault. I guess beeing away from someone you really never met did have an effect on us kids thru out the years to come. I never told my father or mother about this. Some day i will thomas