Dad was in Vietnam when I was born. He did two tours there. Back in 1963 reel to reel tapes were sent back and forth to communicate with Dad. Mom would play the tapes for us so we could hear Dad's voice. 
   When he came home from Vietnam and I saw him and heard his voice  I said " I know who you are you're my Daddy!" and he said
" And you're Daddy I'll  always be."