He smiled with a smile that said it all; a warm and loving face that could give you the world; but wanted back what he asked for in his family. He was the Captain of his ship, the gaurdian and the teacher. We still miss him and love him. He was a Marine that I remembered as a little girl and I use to cry every time he left to go away. I would get sick with my father not there. Dad in uniform; but he carried it with absence of self for it was proclaimed in his duty and how it was carried out with his men. Trust and the Marine Corps shows all that there are men, willing servents for the country and so I saw this with my father as he delt with others. Dad was a Marine, a defender, in the wars and as he cared for a family in need; a country, I love him still.