My father sits at the head of the family table, both literally and figuratively, our mother made sure of that. We grew up during a much different time in America. In the 60's, families always sat at the table for dinner. No TV, no reading, no phone calls.... we had something called family discussion. Dinner was always ready when Dad got home at 5:00.
Although times have changed, our family's view of my father has not. He still sits at the head of the table, he still is revered as the HEAD HONCHO, and everyone strives to please him.
A World War II Naval veteran, he has had the honor of speaking to school children about life on a ship during the Great War. He later worked for the Erie Lakawana and Conrail Railroads and the United Transportation Union.
He has always been a devoted family man. He oversees a family of three sons, a daughter, ten grandchildren, and nine great-grandchildren. He is a phenomenal grandpa.