The top shows my husband, Raf, at age 23 when he served in the US Air Force in Panama for three years. Our oldest grandson, John, saw the photo for the first time yesterday and was amazed when I told him that his Papa was the same as then that he, John, is now.
The other photo shows my father, John Ficke. He was in the US Army in World War II and fought in all the major battles in Europe. He glided into France and was behind enemy lines calling fire on his location when the Normandy Invasion took place.
I thank God for these two good men, and I pray God's blessings on Raf and His eternal peace on Daddy.