Red, White and Blue Bomb Pop
I’ve been thinking about my Dad a lot lately. On August 18th it will have been 15 years since he passed. June 20th would have been his 94th birthday. The next day, (June 21) was Father’s day. I suppose it’s been for a number of reasons he’s been on my mind, not the least of which has been the funerals I’ve attended in the last week. Others that are part of the Iowa Specialty family are still feeling the sting of losing their father recently. To them I say, God bless you. Time will ease the pain, and what will remain are the memories.
Little things that I haven’t thought of in years are flooding in; we would be raking leaves and would hear the bell of the ice cream truck up the street. Before I could turn and look at him, he was already pulling a quarter out of his pocket to give me. My favorite was the red, white and blue bomb pop. Very appropriate, I suppose, because what I remember most about my Dad was that he was a patriot. He was a WW2 veteran and served on a ship in the Philippines. I remember his stories of being at sea for 13 days in a hurricane and his captain telling the crew “I doubt we will survive this”. Another time, they were travelling with two other ships in a flotilla, and his was the only one that survived the German torpedoes (this has always freaked me out because, in my mind, it was my very first brush with survival!). He passed his love of our country down to his boys. My oldest brother, Skip, served as a Marine in Vietnam and my other brother, Ken, was a career USAF officer and retired as a Lt. Colonel. During the Gulf War in 1991, I joined the Air Force Reserve. I love our country and that truly comes from my Dad.
So, as Independence Day approaches, I want to thank all who have, are, and will continue to serve our country. Especially those within our families and organization. Freedom truly isn’t free! I encourage everyone that when you see a military friend or colleague returning from an assignment, and there are many lately, please say thanks. They really appreciate it. I also want to thank the Dads. 90% of success is just showing up. That’s true for Dads. Also, it’s never too late to be a good one! Hearing the good things about Dads recently passed, and thinking about mine, inspires me to be a good one. To finish strong!
Enjoy the sun, friends, family, watermelon, sweet corn, fireworks and parades. Make good memories because that’s what lasts. God Bless America!
-Dr. Michael Hurt, CMO