Thank you, thank you

On July 11, we were dining at Brother’s Bistro, celebrating my sister’s birthday. When it was time to pay our bill, the waitress informed us someone had paid our tab.

I had my World War II cap on, which signified my service on the “Good Ship LST 34.” Our most dramatic encounter was in the Phillipines, shooting down the flotilla of Japanese “dive bombers,” better known as “kamikaze’s.” It was pretty exciting there for a while. Fortunately for me, the good God up there didn’t have room for me at that time. But, it was war and we were all proud to serve our country.

To the generous person who pai...