My dad was in the Battle of the Buldge. I honor him today with a short account about his name.
When Dad was in the army they misprinted his name. He went from Charles Poska to Charles Paska. He soon found out that when the army says your name is Paska, that’s what it was.
I asked Dad why he didn’t get it changed back. He told me he’d have to go to court and pay a fee to fix what the army did. Dad had enough government interference in his life after his years in the army and said it was okay with him to have Paska as his name. Because of this my sister and my maiden names are Paska, too.
I tried looking up Dad’s service records, but I got a letter telling me a fire destroyed a great many records years ago. That’s such a pity, as many soldiers had their duty erased in those flames.
I’ve been working on setting another collection of my columns in book form. Now that most of my words are digitized, I’m looking to add photos.
I found a photo book from 1982-83 that will work. Now comes the hard part, selecting ones to include.
Then scanning them, as nothing was digital back then.
This takes time but also brings back good memories. Often my scanning process pauses as I reminisce. My book may take longer to put together because of these long pauses, but in today’s world taking time to remember family times is a good thing.
Years ago, I was a member of a photography club. To learn, we were often given assignments. At the next meeting, we brought back developed photos to be critiqued.
I have no idea what they told me about my photos, but I do know the ones I liked. The one I’m sharing here is one I continue to love.
This photo was taken at the Black Creek Depot. The building was empty and I asked Russell to look inside. This is one of the snaps I took with my 35mm camera that day.
Little Rachel was trying to catch up with her brother, stumbling and almost falling–wanting to be like the older siblings often got her in trouble. She fell once while everyone was wrestling and broke her collar bone. Good thing nothing bad happened to her this day.
It was a fun day to practice my photography and to enjoy time with our two youngest. I think this was fall 1984.