Like me again, he would make up nonsense songs and sing them, line up my cousins and me and make US sing them, and was quite a storyteller, as my own children still remember wistfully. He adored golf, was an avid Ole Miss Rebels football fan, and enjoyed fishing and hunting as well.
Daddy was a Staff Sargeant in the 139th Army Air Force Base Unit, enlisting April 15, 1942, at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. He received the American Theater Service Medal 1 Service Stripe, Good Conduct Medal GO 4 Hq 405 AAF BU 45, and the World War II Victory Campaign Medal Cir 326 WD 45. He was a Military Policeman #677, qualified to carry a Carbine E 44, and attended the Military Police Service School at Buckley Field, Colorado. He served his country for 3 years, 7 months and 10 days.
He passed away very suddenly. He had gone out the morning of February 9th to get in his car to go to the drugstore, stumbled and fell, and could not get up. We called an ambulance, despite his adamant protests, and his blood pressure was very low, so they took him to the hospital and admitted him. They ran many tests, and he seemed to be doing fine, but they kept him overnight, just as a precaution. He was supposed to come home the next day, but spiked a fever that morning, so he had to stay. My mom had just left the hospital when he died at 7:00 PM of heart failure. When they called us, she had just come home. They did not tell us he was gone, but that "they were working with him". We broke all speed limits getting back to the hospital, but it was too late. His heart just gave out... and he had a big heart. He never met a stranger. Everyone knew "Captain Burley" as they called him ever since his Army days. He will always be missed.
Like me again, he would make up nonsense songs and sing them, line up my cousins and me and make US sing them, and was quite a storyteller, as my own children still remember wistfully. He adored golf, was an avid Ole Miss Rebels football fan, and enjoyed fishing and hunting as well.
Daddy was a Staff Sargeant in the 139th Army Air Force Base Unit, enlisting April 15, 1942, at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. He received the American Theater Service Medal 1 Service Stripe, Good Conduct Medal GO 4 Hq 405 AAF BU 45, and the World War II Victory Campaign Medal Cir 326 WD 45. He was a Military Policeman #677, qualified to carry a Carbine E 44, and attended the Military Police Service School at Buckley Field, Colorado. He served his country for 3 years, 7 months and 10 days.
He passed away very suddenly. He had gone out the morning of February 9th to get in his car to go to the drugstore, stumbled and fell, and could not get up. We called an ambulance, despite his adamant protests, and his blood pressure was very low, so they took him to the hospital and admitted him. They ran many tests, and he seemed to be doing fine, but they kept him overnight, just as a precaution. He was supposed to come home the next day, but spiked a fever that morning, so he had to stay. My mom had just left the hospital when he died at 7:00 PM of heart failure. When they called us, she had just come home. They did not tell us he was gone, but that "they were working with him". We broke all speed limits getting back to the hospital, but it was too late. His heart just gave out... and he had a big heart. He never met a stranger. Everyone knew "Captain Burley" as they called him ever since his Army days. He will always be missed.