MY DAD
Travis Johnson
April 14, 1934 - Feburary 12, 2003
I know you are watching over us. You loved your family so much and
you devoted your life to our safety and well-being.
I love and miss you very much Daddy.
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He proudly served as BT3, in the US Navy from 1952-1955,
aboard the USS CURRIER DE700 (pictured below), during the Korean War.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray thee Lord my soul to keep.
Grant no other sailor take, My shoes and socks before I wake.
Lord guard me in my slumber, And keep my hammock on its number.
May no clues nor lashing break, And let me down before I wake.
Keep me safely in the sight, And grant no fire drill tonight.
And in the morning let me wake, Breathing scents of sirloin steaks.
God protect me in my dreams, And make this better than it seems.
Grant the time may swiftly fly, When myself shall rest on high
In a snowy feather bed, Where I long to rest my head
Far away from all these scenes, And the smell of half-done beans.
Take me back into the land, Where they don't scrub down with sand
Where no demon Typhoon blows, Where women wash the clothes.
God thou knowest all my woes, Feed me in my dying throes.
Take me back, I'll promise then, Never to leave home again.
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