The most awful day of my Dad’s life
“Is this the William Horner who served on the U.S.S. Farquahr during World War II?” the pleasant, elderly-sounding voice on the other end of the phone line was asking.
“No, that was a little before my time. But I think you might want my Dad,” I replied. Not wanting to give a stranger my father’s phone number, I assured the man I would have Dad call him. That phone contact would have a significant impact on Dad.