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Memories of a Great Dad to civilian life on December 8, 1945. They were married January 16, 1946. Attending the wedding were the father of the groom and the father of the bride, who were brothers-in-law, and their wives, who were sisters. (Dad got a kick out of the old country song, I’m My Own Grampa.) Dad liked to be ahead of the trend in most things in his life, so before the year was out, he and Mom became the proud parents of one of the earliest Baby Boomers, me. I was born one year to the day after his discharge. After changing into his civvies, Dad resumed his career as a machinist at Oliver. By day he worked in the factory, and at night he worked with Grampa deSchipper as they built the house that would become our home. It was on a quiet street west of the city. Across the road, corn fields, greenhouses and horse pastures stretched out as far as you could see. Two towering oak trees that dated to the days of the Indians stood watch in the front yard and provided the small house with summer shade. Bob was born in 1950 and Mary in 1954. There were always kids from the neighborhood in and out of the house. We had free range of the farm fields and during the summer would be out playing hide-and-go-seek or kick the can until just past dusk. But we always had to be home when Dad got back from work. He would come

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