My and My Orderly, 1946

I love looking at old photographs of my father, because they often show expressions that were heretofore completely unknown to me. “A smile?” you might ask. “What could be unknown about that?” And I say to you that in the smiles I see from these photographs I see something in him from happier times. I don’t know how war could ever be a happy time, but I do believe my father was happiest while actively working as a Lt. Colonel in the Army. He loved his men, took great care with his appearance (as you can see from this photograph), and likely had many drinking buddies. I like to think of him like this best.

And, if you hadn’t guessed it already, my father is on the right.

Cheb, 1946 (as written on the back of the photograph)

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