He served with the 87th Acorn division, under Patton. He saw battle in the Battle of the Bulge, where he earned a Silver Star, and the Rhineland (sp?). After WWII, he joined the National Guard, and eventually retired as a Major. He had a stroke six years ago, and has been physically disabled ever since. He has been in the Veterans home for almost 4 years. This past year, he has simply been existing, not living. His booming voice reduced to a forced whisper. The once 6'1 230lb man, now reduced to 85 pounds.
It seems we humans are so selfish. I cried and cried this morning, but could not figure out why. I know he is in a better place, and it seems I should be happy for him, but I didn't want to let go.
I believe God holds a special place in Heaven for freedom fighters.
Clarence Chapman, my father, died this morning at the age of 80.
Edited to add: Funeral will be Friday at Jefferson Barracks with military honors.