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Sunday is Father’s Day, and it will be the 2nd one without my father. If he were here he might like if I shared some photos from his time in the U.S. Army during the Korean War.

These are all from a fishing trip he was able to make, probably to the Yukon, in Canada, when he was stationed in Colorado or Alaska. I chose these photos because of all the times I went fishing with my father when I was a kid. We would take the rowboat out on the lake and fish for perch and (often) sunfish. Not like these fish!

 

Here is his permit from September 1, 1949. Notice it says Dad is a resident of Colorado, but that was his army address–he was actually from Chicago. Was he really living in Colorado at the time–or was it Alaska? I say that because I know he was in Alaska from the stories he used to tell me.

Apparently he took time out to see the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, too.

Fish experts: what kind of fish did Dad catch?

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For Father’s Day, I am reblogging a post my father wrote for the adoption blog my daughter and I write. It also fits with my last post about my father and his military service.

Don't We Look Alike?

by Rudy Hanson

My story is about my family and how it has been greatly blessed by adoption. Adoption is a recognition of the needs of children, and I first saw these needs when I was still quite young.

My first recollection about this was when I witnessed poor children in Korea while I was serving with the U.S. Army during the Korean War. My mother had sent me a shoebox filled with candy, popcorn, and a Ronson cigarette lighter. The children in this old Korea had very little in the way of housing, food and other basics of life. A friend of mine and I walked over toward the children and I distributed the candy and popcorn to them. My friend had a camera and took a photo of me with the children, which I’ve cherished all of my life. For me, this is where the idea of…

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This post is dedicated to my father, Rudy Hanson.

When I was a little kid, I hung out in my dad’s basement workshop, watching him work. He kept army green sleeping bags there, and when I asked about them, he told me about trying to sleep in the freezing cold of Alaska and Korea.  He explained that he had been in the Korean War.  In the U.S. Army. I didn’t understand too much, although he shared some apocryphal stories about ears being bitten off and seeing it rain fish.

I’m not sure I understand too much more today, but I have the deepest respect for my father serving in the United States Army.

Dad looks so young in his official Army portrait. And below.

Thank you for your service, Dad! xo

My father and other veterans are honored with bricks with their names at the Rose Park Veterans Memorial Park–a memorial park which my father and the Kalamazoo Sunrise Rotary Club were instrumental in bringing to the city.

My daughter points toward her grandpa’s name on the park plaque.

And here she is by the beautiful U.S. Army memorial at the park.

At long last, my dad has the medals he earned from serving our country in the Korean War.


HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, DAD!!!!

Dad has a twin brother, too–my Uncle Frank Hanson. He was in the U.S. Navy.

I hope Uncle Frank has a good Father’s Day, as well.

We’re coming up on the twins’ half birthday.  Since their birthdays are the day after Christmas, they like to celebrate in June.  I thought this was a phenomenon unique to my family, until I just this moment discovered that the event warrants a Wikipedia entry!

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