January 15, 2013
January 15, 2013
You and I first crossed paths in May 1949 on the General Harry Taylor from Bemenhaven, Germany to New York. I was the 10 year old refugee kid who laid on the deck with my coat over my head for nine days. You may not have been the guy who steared the ship, but I'll always remember you as the guy who brought me to America. Thanks Bill.