Another WWII Vet...

[DrHenley]

This time my father, James Paul Henley. Navy Radioman, Second Class.
Succumbed to complications of pneumonia on Monday August 10, 2015, one month shy of his 90th birthday, and less than two months after the love of his live, my Mother, passed away.

He said he wanted is obituary to be "Born a redneck, married a princess, and lived happily ever after."

They wanted his discharge papers in order to get the internment flag, but they accepted his Dogtags (which I remembered from many years ago where he kept them) and his VA Card. So we got the flag, which I know he would have wanted. He had a coffee group comprised of other vets that he knew from long ago that met once a week, and we named them as honorary pall bearers. Most of them were able to make it to the funeral and they were seated on the first row (actual pall bearers were his grandsons and grandsons-in-law).