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Opening the Christmas Memory Box

Image: rawpixel Winter-like temperatures finally reached Texas this weekend, and we're currently hovering in the 30s. The cold turns my mind towards the Christmas holidays and fond memories of when our kids, Anne and James, were young.  How excited they were...giddy with anticipation of the holidays. As parents, Jim and I loved introducing the kids to various traditions that we grew up with, as well as all the beautiful symbols and signs of the holidays that surrounded us everywhere we went. What a fun and wonderful time to be a parent and to be able to share the loveliness of the season with them! I have so many wonderful memories of the kids and the holidays. Here's a few that I cherish. Annie, about 1995. At the time of my first memory, we were living in Winona, Minnesota, in a little house on East 7th Street. It was about 1995. When Jim and I were first married, my mother gifted us with a Nativity set that we faithfully put up at the holidays. The set found its place on on...
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GENEALOGY CHALLENGE 2021 - Military Photo


GENEALOGY CHALLENGE 2021

Military - January 15th entry of a 31-day challenge to post a document, photo or artifact on social media every day in January.  

by Nancy Gilbride Casey

 

My Dad, Joseph John Gilbride, Jr. (1937-2018), was incredibly proud of his time in the Air Force. He had not been successful in high school and decided to drop out after the 10th grade. He joined the military in August 1954, when he was just 17 years old. Eventually he earned his GED while in the military.

From 1955-1957 his specialty was AC&W Operator (aircraft control and warning squadrons), first with the 646th AC&W based at Highlands AFS, New Jersey; with the 913th AC&W, based at Pagwa Air Station in Ontario, Canada, and finally with the 662nd AC&W, based closer to his Ohio home, at Brookfield AFS.

The oldest son of his family, he desperately wanted to make his own way in the world, and joining the military was one way to break with his blue-collar neighborhood in the Collinwood neighborhood of Cleveland's East Side. And it allowed him to see a bit of the world as well, which for a time, satisfied the romantic in him. He was the arms-crossed, confident 18-year-old in the photo above.

In the end, Dad moved between several branches of the military, including the Air Force Reserves and the Air National Guard and served nearly 10 years all together. Though it was not to be his career, it was an important part of his identity throughout his life.


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