Uni Watch Father’s Day 2021: Our Dads in Uniform

Attached is a picture of my dad, Richard Wagner. This was taken in Tokyo during the Korean War. He served as an MP in the Army and was stationed in Tokyo for his entire tour. According to him, he was fortunate the most action he ever saw was “busting up drunk soldiers on leave.”

Dad passed away last July at the age of of 85. This will be my first Father’s Day without him. We miss him every day.

I’m a long-time lurker on Uni Watch and have never participated in the “Dads in Uniform” tribute for Father’s Day. I’ll be one of those first-timers this year. The attached picture is my grandfather, Leroy Joseph Manor, who passed away February 25, 2021, four days after his 100th birthday. He retired in 1978 as a 3-star Lieutenant General in the United States Air Force.

Here’s one from my dad when he played high school football, I think on senior night! I’ve always loved his high school’s colors, my grandma and grandpa wearing both colors of his #2 jersey, and my grandpa’s hat!

Thanks,

Thanks for posting these photos.

I really appreciate Phil for starting this tradition.

I have this B/W scrapbook photo to share of my father, the late John S. Hickey MD, wearing the crimson and gray of St. Joe’s Prep (Philadelphia, PA) football.
While his image is not so sharp, there are some nice aspects to those uniforms that are clearly visible. Enjoy!

When his playing days were over, he went onto college, the US Navy, medical school, marriage and fatherhood…11 children.

Here’s a picture of my maternal grandparents taken in January 1943. Pa was a Seabee and is out on the town in his Navy uniform. They had been married for three weeks when the picture was taken.

Attached is the photo of my Dad and Grandmother 1953.

2nd Lt. Edwin R. Jones
U.S.M.C. has his Wings
Pinned on by his mother
Mrs. Dennis Jones Littlefield, TX
03/31/1953

The picture ran in the Lamb County Leader Newspaper.

My Dad. Jerry. Rutherford NJ.

Army WW 2. Hero for sure.

Thank you for doing this.

Attached you will find a photo of my father, Fred Hoover, retired Hall of Fame Athletic Trainer at Clemson University. In this photo, circa 1951, my father, located in the middle, was a Junior majoring in Physical Education at Florida State and had the opportunity to officiate high school JV and Varsity football games in the Tallahassee area. Many uniform items to point out, including my father wearing what appears to be high top cleats. Happy Father’s Day Pop and as usual, looking sharp!

Here is a picture of my dad, Brian Block Michigan class of ’73, from February 1973 in his track uniform. While the hair is gone and the muscles are smaller, that uniform top is still in great condition in a keepsake box. Happy fathers day pops!

First time submitter! Attached is a picture of the 1935 University of Minnesota baseball team. My grandfather, Ted Brissman, is third from the right in the middle row – he played catcher. He passed away just after I was born in 1980, but I was given a treasure trove of his baseball and WWII scrapbooks just this past weekend. Some really great stuff!

Thanks for doing this,

Good evening. I am writing in regard to your dad’s in uniform post. Attached please find a 2 photos of my grandfather, PFC Daniel F. Donahue, Jr., US Army. Per your request here is the write up:

PFC Daniel F. Donahue, Jr., a native of Norristown, PA served in the China, Burma, India theater during WWII as an infantryman with the 475th Infantry Regiment, 5332d Brigade, Mars Task Force formed from the famed Merrill’s Marauders. Of the 14 million who served during WWII, only 250,000 served in the CBI. The unit lived off air drops and conducted long range penetration missions. His main job during attacks was to act as a runner, taking orders from the Commander and running them to positions when communications broke down. He came home to Pennsylvania and worked as a mailman in Conshohocken. He died in 2006.

Very Respectfully,

My father Józef, left in the photo, served in the Polish Army in World War II which began on September 1, 1939 when Nazi Germany invaded Poland. He fought for seventeen days before being wounded and captured. He spent 5 and 1/2 years as a POW and an additional 4 years in Germany as he could not return due to political situation in Poland. Emigrated to the U.S. in 1950 and became a proud naturalized citizen. As many in the “Greatest Generation,” he rarely spoke of those days. I miss him every day.

The uniform he and his colleague are wearing indicates they were members of the Polish 60th Infantry Division.

Thanks.

Here’s a submission for Father’s Day on Sunday. I have attached the photo and the text is below. Thanks for doing this. Take care.

This is my grandfather, Edward “Bubby” Lyons, as a corporal in the Army sometime in the mid-1940s. He passed away on May 14th, 2021. He lived in South Louisiana for his entire life, and was in the Louisiana Political Hall of Fame for being the only person ever to have served as mayor for two different towns in the state.

Thanks for doing this.

2020 was HARD on the fami-Lee even before the Pandemic became a “big deal,” and through it all, my father has remained stronger than I will ever be. Through losing his job over a mental crisis (long story) to supporting my mom through Pandemic Breast Cancer Treatments (which suck even more than normal ones as I have come to learn), my father has remained a calm, strong rock for us.

Dad, I’m glad that you are finally able to work at a place that appreciates you as much as mom and I do, and whenever you feel like you’re a bad dad (which I know happens often), just look back on all the support you’ve given us just this year alone.

Thanks for doing this again–always one of my favorite UniWatch features throughout the year.

I have run out of photos of my father and grandfather in uniform (athletic and military) and your extension to uncles is timely. Just the other day I became a great-uncle for the first time and going forward I will be “great-uncle John” to this wonderful child–and likely others. Besides the obvious feelings of joy all-around, I also could not help but feeling a bit older–my own “great-uncle John” (whom I am named for) fought in France in WW1! Time truly marches on.

Here he is with a buddy before going overseas. Fortunately he returned in 1919 uninjured and lived a long, happy life

This is my wonderful dad, Eric Bangeman. His favorite of all the sports is rugby. Though he never played, his love lives vicariously through myself and my younger brother. Here we are together after I spend 80 minutes rolling around in the mud and he proudly watched after refereeing a previous game. Love you dad ♥.

Thank you! Happy fathers day :)

Retired from refereeing and playing (until I’m old enough for an old boys game) my dad sustains his passion and aptitude for rugby by coaching/assigning referees and teaching his son the best ways to break the laws of rugby.

Here’s a pic of my dad, Victor Kissoff, circa 1953 in his high school yearbook football action photo. He was a defensive back for the Waite Indians in Toledo, Ohio. Never got to see a color photo of these that were purple & gold, so I can only imagine how it looked. After his two hip operations he never looked quite that fast!

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there.

Thanks for running feature yet again this coming Fathers Day

John Snyder was my step dad. He was a good man and welcomed me when he and my mother were married and blended families.

We watched a lot of sports on TV, especially the Knicks and he told me about his beloved RPI hockey team where he graduated school.

I miss him very much.

Happy Fathers to all

My Dad was first generation to be born in the states, enlisted right after he graduated from high school in Kansas City, Missouri, spent 1967 in Vietnam. He ended up contracting Malaria and the Army did a bad job of informing his family because he ended up being listed as MIA, when he finally made it home my grandmother did not believe it was him. He ended up joining the National Guard, became a Principal, had 2 other boys besides myself and was married for 47 years until his death this past January from covid.

My Grandpa Gomez, came to the US for a better life in the 40s, and back then, you could join the Army and you could become a citizen. Grandpa served in the Pacific Theatre. He settled in Kansas City, Missouri. He was a mechanic for Consolidated Freightways from the time he returned until his death from cancer in 1985, a few months before his Royals won their 1st World Series.

My Grandpa Poock grew up on a farm in Iowa, farming was all he knew. He joined the Army after Pearl Harbor and fought against the Germans in Europe, which he said at first was hard because he was full German and only 2 generations removed from his grandfather immigrating to the USA from Germany. Grandpa was never one to brag about his time in the Army, so I went most of my life not knowing. After I returned from Iraq, he opened up more and shared his uniform with me (which I received after his death). He retired from farming in 1986 after my grandmother had a massive stroke, he learned how to build things out of wood, and was amazing at it. He lived on his own after she died in 2007, and kept driving up to age 94. He passed in 2018, just 2 years shy of his 100th birthday.

So, I am a 3rd Generation Army Vet, and I am very proud of it. I owe them a lot.

Thank you for doing this,

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