PFC John Anthony Prudente

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PFC John Anthony Prudente Veteran

Birth
Port Washington, Nassau County, New York, USA
Death
25 Jun 1981 (aged 56)
East Tremont, Bronx County, New York, USA
Burial
Calverton, Suffolk County, New York, USA Add to Map
Plot
10,0,4230
Memorial ID
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In June of 1943 my dad was 18 years old and still a student when he was called to serve in the army. He was in the 118th infantry. His military occupational specialty was a Cannoneer # 610. My dad fought in Central Europe Normandy, Northern France. He received the American Service Medal , Good Conduct Medal,European African Middle Eastern Service Medal, and WWII Victory medal. My dad was separated from the army in Fort Dix in January 1946. After that the man lived his own war (mentally) living on medicine his whole life. My dad tried to be the best husband and father he could be. He never missed a day of work, he was a good provider for his family. He had a lot of the war still in him and my parents went their separate ways. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we were kept from each other, as an adult I tried to find him the best I could, only to find he had passed away June 25 1981 at the age of 56. Daddy, you are tattooed on my heart forever. I cherish the memories we did make when I was small the times at the park (I loved the swings) you taught me how to ice skate, to fly a kite. I would love to dance with my daddy. My two brothers John and Gerard were younger and don't really remember much. I am waiting for the day we meet again.... I love you!!

If tears could build a stairway
and memories were a lane
I would walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it
and only God knows why,
My heart still ache in sadness
and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now I know you want me
to mourn for you no more.
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store.
Since you will never be forgotten
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.

*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*¨*•*¨*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*¨*•*¨*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*
In June of 1943 my dad was 18 years old and still a student when he was called to serve in the army. He was in the 118th infantry. His military occupational specialty was a Cannoneer # 610. My dad fought in Central Europe Normandy, Northern France. He received the American Service Medal , Good Conduct Medal,European African Middle Eastern Service Medal, and WWII Victory medal. My dad was separated from the army in Fort Dix in January 1946. After that the man lived his own war (mentally) living on medicine his whole life. My dad tried to be the best husband and father he could be. He never missed a day of work, he was a good provider for his family. He had a lot of the war still in him and my parents went their separate ways. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we were kept from each other, as an adult I tried to find him the best I could, only to find he had passed away June 25 1981 at the age of 56. Daddy, you are tattooed on my heart forever. I cherish the memories we did make when I was small the times at the park (I loved the swings) you taught me how to ice skate, to fly a kite. I would love to dance with my daddy. My two brothers John and Gerard were younger and don't really remember much. I am waiting for the day we meet again.... I love you!!

If tears could build a stairway
and memories were a lane
I would walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it
and only God knows why,
My heart still ache in sadness
and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now I know you want me
to mourn for you no more.
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store.
Since you will never be forgotten
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.

*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*¨*•*¨*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*¨*•*¨*•.¸¸❤❤¸.•*