Eulogy
My name is Craig Denny, Clinton Calvin Denny was my father, and I'm the second son of four children. My mother Dellora, my brother Clinton, and my sisters Denise and Janice, wish to thank you for coming and sharing your time with us.
My Father was born on Dec. 16, 1923 in Brooklyn, New York, and grew up in Long Beach, Ca. which became his Lifelong home. My Father attended Poly High School where he was an athlete in Track & Field and Swimming, lettering in both sports.
It was in 1940, while attending Poly High School, that he met the love of his life Dellora Osborne at the Roller Center in South Gate. I can close my eyes and remember seeing them, skate dancing when I was just a kid. They must have been wonderful to see when they were young, flowing around the skating rink in each other's arms, without a care in the world except for that moment, looking into each other's eyes.
During a long courtship Dad and my Mother became friends; they would spend time at the skating rink and later Dad would get the experience of horseback riding at mom's home in Cudahy. It was during this High School romance that World War II broke out. Upon graduation Dad stepped forward and enlisted in the army where he excelled and was sent to Officer Candidate and Pilot Training school and became part of the Army Air Corp, Troop Carrier Group.
Before leaving for the European Theater Dad proposed to Dellora and they were married on Jan 10, 1944.
During the second World War, my Father was a Pilot and Co-Pilot and left the service as a First Lieutenant. He participated in Operation Market Garden. Some of you may know of this operation from the book and movie "A Bridge too Far". His plane was one of 114 C-47's that drop off the Polish First Independent Parachute Brigade into the Netherlands. Two of the brigade's three battalions were dropped amidst heavy German fire. Operation Varsity (The Crossing of the Rhine) required the C-47's to drop down low to 500 feet so that the Paratroopers would not be in the air too long. This helped Operation Varsity become a success for the allies but at great cost to the planes and crews. Of the 81 C-47s in Dads Squadron that departed from England, only 26 returned...Dad's was one of those 26. The courage that these crews displayed is why Dad's generation was called the "Greatest Generation". These young men, just stepping out of high school, WERE GIANTS.
When the war ended, those young heroes came home looking for employment and to start their families. Dad was no different. Accepting work where it could be found, I recall him telling me about his job of buffing car bumpers, and how his pants would be ruined with worn holes after only a day or two. Eventually Dad got the opportunity to join the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Union and his career was established.
It was many years before his family was started. To fill in the gaps my folks did as many others did, they got a dog and a cat. This love of pets would stay with Dad throughout his life. I cannot picture Dad without a dog or cat in his lap. His love of animals transcended into his children and grand-children. Even Google Maps shows my folk's house with the ducks in the front yard, which Dad fed daily. I say it now; It takes a real man...to love a duck.
Throughout Dads life he was a great reader. I have never seen someone read so fast. A book that would take me days to read, Dad would finish in a few hours. I don't know how he did it. I would talk with him about a book we both had read, and he would recall everything about that book...simply amazing!
Dad's reading list was prolific but he especially enjoyed the books of Louis L'Amour of which he read everything that the author wrote. During Dad's retirement he would travel the west with Mom visiting the locations that L'Amour wrote about. When he got home he was so animated, talking about the trip, their adventures, and what he had seen.
My Dad leaves his children with this same love of reading. I can think of only a few families that share this interest. It's not like seeing a movie, when you read a book and share its contents with others, you can feel the passion. Thank you Dad, for being such a good example to us.
My Dad was a loving and faithful husband for 72 years. Again, thank you Dad for showing us what it means to find that perfect mate and the happiness it brings.
My Dad's legacy is spread out across the United States, from Pennsylvania to Montana and California. From a man's humble beginnings to our small dynasty of four children, eight grandchildren and nine great grandchildren. We would not be here without you.
My Dad died Feb. 14, 2016, Valentine's Day. I know that his Heart and Love will always be with us.
Never again will I hear his call on the road "Where are you? I was worried about you."
Good-Bye Dad
My name is Craig Denny, Clinton Calvin Denny was my father, and I'm the second son of four children. My mother Dellora, my brother Clinton, and my sisters Denise and Janice, wish to thank you for coming and sharing your time with us.
My Father was born on Dec. 16, 1923 in Brooklyn, New York, and grew up in Long Beach, Ca. which became his Lifelong home. My Father attended Poly High School where he was an athlete in Track & Field and Swimming, lettering in both sports.
It was in 1940, while attending Poly High School, that he met the love of his life Dellora Osborne at the Roller Center in South Gate. I can close my eyes and remember seeing them, skate dancing when I was just a kid. They must have been wonderful to see when they were young, flowing around the skating rink in each other's arms, without a care in the world except for that moment, looking into each other's eyes.
During a long courtship Dad and my Mother became friends; they would spend time at the skating rink and later Dad would get the experience of horseback riding at mom's home in Cudahy. It was during this High School romance that World War II broke out. Upon graduation Dad stepped forward and enlisted in the army where he excelled and was sent to Officer Candidate and Pilot Training school and became part of the Army Air Corp, Troop Carrier Group.
Before leaving for the European Theater Dad proposed to Dellora and they were married on Jan 10, 1944.
During the second World War, my Father was a Pilot and Co-Pilot and left the service as a First Lieutenant. He participated in Operation Market Garden. Some of you may know of this operation from the book and movie "A Bridge too Far". His plane was one of 114 C-47's that drop off the Polish First Independent Parachute Brigade into the Netherlands. Two of the brigade's three battalions were dropped amidst heavy German fire. Operation Varsity (The Crossing of the Rhine) required the C-47's to drop down low to 500 feet so that the Paratroopers would not be in the air too long. This helped Operation Varsity become a success for the allies but at great cost to the planes and crews. Of the 81 C-47s in Dads Squadron that departed from England, only 26 returned...Dad's was one of those 26. The courage that these crews displayed is why Dad's generation was called the "Greatest Generation". These young men, just stepping out of high school, WERE GIANTS.
When the war ended, those young heroes came home looking for employment and to start their families. Dad was no different. Accepting work where it could be found, I recall him telling me about his job of buffing car bumpers, and how his pants would be ruined with worn holes after only a day or two. Eventually Dad got the opportunity to join the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Union and his career was established.
It was many years before his family was started. To fill in the gaps my folks did as many others did, they got a dog and a cat. This love of pets would stay with Dad throughout his life. I cannot picture Dad without a dog or cat in his lap. His love of animals transcended into his children and grand-children. Even Google Maps shows my folk's house with the ducks in the front yard, which Dad fed daily. I say it now; It takes a real man...to love a duck.
Throughout Dads life he was a great reader. I have never seen someone read so fast. A book that would take me days to read, Dad would finish in a few hours. I don't know how he did it. I would talk with him about a book we both had read, and he would recall everything about that book...simply amazing!
Dad's reading list was prolific but he especially enjoyed the books of Louis L'Amour of which he read everything that the author wrote. During Dad's retirement he would travel the west with Mom visiting the locations that L'Amour wrote about. When he got home he was so animated, talking about the trip, their adventures, and what he had seen.
My Dad leaves his children with this same love of reading. I can think of only a few families that share this interest. It's not like seeing a movie, when you read a book and share its contents with others, you can feel the passion. Thank you Dad, for being such a good example to us.
My Dad was a loving and faithful husband for 72 years. Again, thank you Dad for showing us what it means to find that perfect mate and the happiness it brings.
My Dad's legacy is spread out across the United States, from Pennsylvania to Montana and California. From a man's humble beginnings to our small dynasty of four children, eight grandchildren and nine great grandchildren. We would not be here without you.
My Dad died Feb. 14, 2016, Valentine's Day. I know that his Heart and Love will always be with us.
Never again will I hear his call on the road "Where are you? I was worried about you."
Good-Bye Dad
Eulogy
My name is Craig Denny, Clinton Calvin Denny was my father, and I'm the second son of four children. My mother Dellora, my brother Clinton, and my sisters Denise and Janice, wish to thank you for coming and sharing your time with us.
My Father was born on Dec. 16, 1923 in Brooklyn, New York, and grew up in Long Beach, Ca. which became his Lifelong home. My Father attended Poly High School where he was an athlete in Track & Field and Swimming, lettering in both sports.
It was in 1940, while attending Poly High School, that he met the love of his life Dellora Osborne at the Roller Center in South Gate. I can close my eyes and remember seeing them, skate dancing when I was just a kid. They must have been wonderful to see when they were young, flowing around the skating rink in each other's arms, without a care in the world except for that moment, looking into each other's eyes.
During a long courtship Dad and my Mother became friends; they would spend time at the skating rink and later Dad would get the experience of horseback riding at mom's home in Cudahy. It was during this High School romance that World War II broke out. Upon graduation Dad stepped forward and enlisted in the army where he excelled and was sent to Officer Candidate and Pilot Training school and became part of the Army Air Corp, Troop Carrier Group.
Before leaving for the European Theater Dad proposed to Dellora and they were married on Jan 10, 1944.
During the second World War, my Father was a Pilot and Co-Pilot and left the service as a First Lieutenant. He participated in Operation Market Garden. Some of you may know of this operation from the book and movie "A Bridge too Far". His plane was one of 114 C-47's that drop off the Polish First Independent Parachute Brigade into the Netherlands. Two of the brigade's three battalions were dropped amidst heavy German fire. Operation Varsity (The Crossing of the Rhine) required the C-47's to drop down low to 500 feet so that the Paratroopers would not be in the air too long. This helped Operation Varsity become a success for the allies but at great cost to the planes and crews. Of the 81 C-47s in Dads Squadron that departed from England, only 26 returned...Dad's was one of those 26. The courage that these crews displayed is why Dad's generation was called the "Greatest Generation". These young men, just stepping out of high school, WERE GIANTS.
When the war ended, those young heroes came home looking for employment and to start their families. Dad was no different. Accepting work where it could be found, I recall him telling me about his job of buffing car bumpers, and how his pants would be ruined with worn holes after only a day or two. Eventually Dad got the opportunity to join the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Union and his career was established.
It was many years before his family was started. To fill in the gaps my folks did as many others did, they got a dog and a cat. This love of pets would stay with Dad throughout his life. I cannot picture Dad without a dog or cat in his lap. His love of animals transcended into his children and grand-children. Even Google Maps shows my folk's house with the ducks in the front yard, which Dad fed daily. I say it now; It takes a real man...to love a duck.
Throughout Dads life he was a great reader. I have never seen someone read so fast. A book that would take me days to read, Dad would finish in a few hours. I don't know how he did it. I would talk with him about a book we both had read, and he would recall everything about that book...simply amazing!
Dad's reading list was prolific but he especially enjoyed the books of Louis L'Amour of which he read everything that the author wrote. During Dad's retirement he would travel the west with Mom visiting the locations that L'Amour wrote about. When he got home he was so animated, talking about the trip, their adventures, and what he had seen.
My Dad leaves his children with this same love of reading. I can think of only a few families that share this interest. It's not like seeing a movie, when you read a book and share its contents with others, you can feel the passion. Thank you Dad, for being such a good example to us.
My Dad was a loving and faithful husband for 72 years. Again, thank you Dad for showing us what it means to find that perfect mate and the happiness it brings.
My Dad's legacy is spread out across the United States, from Pennsylvania to Montana and California. From a man's humble beginnings to our small dynasty of four children, eight grandchildren and nine great grandchildren. We would not be here without you.
My Dad died Feb. 14, 2016, Valentine's Day. I know that his Heart and Love will always be with us.
Never again will I hear his call on the road "Where are you? I was worried about you."
Good-Bye Dad
My name is Craig Denny, Clinton Calvin Denny was my father, and I'm the second son of four children. My mother Dellora, my brother Clinton, and my sisters Denise and Janice, wish to thank you for coming and sharing your time with us.
My Father was born on Dec. 16, 1923 in Brooklyn, New York, and grew up in Long Beach, Ca. which became his Lifelong home. My Father attended Poly High School where he was an athlete in Track & Field and Swimming, lettering in both sports.
It was in 1940, while attending Poly High School, that he met the love of his life Dellora Osborne at the Roller Center in South Gate. I can close my eyes and remember seeing them, skate dancing when I was just a kid. They must have been wonderful to see when they were young, flowing around the skating rink in each other's arms, without a care in the world except for that moment, looking into each other's eyes.
During a long courtship Dad and my Mother became friends; they would spend time at the skating rink and later Dad would get the experience of horseback riding at mom's home in Cudahy. It was during this High School romance that World War II broke out. Upon graduation Dad stepped forward and enlisted in the army where he excelled and was sent to Officer Candidate and Pilot Training school and became part of the Army Air Corp, Troop Carrier Group.
Before leaving for the European Theater Dad proposed to Dellora and they were married on Jan 10, 1944.
During the second World War, my Father was a Pilot and Co-Pilot and left the service as a First Lieutenant. He participated in Operation Market Garden. Some of you may know of this operation from the book and movie "A Bridge too Far". His plane was one of 114 C-47's that drop off the Polish First Independent Parachute Brigade into the Netherlands. Two of the brigade's three battalions were dropped amidst heavy German fire. Operation Varsity (The Crossing of the Rhine) required the C-47's to drop down low to 500 feet so that the Paratroopers would not be in the air too long. This helped Operation Varsity become a success for the allies but at great cost to the planes and crews. Of the 81 C-47s in Dads Squadron that departed from England, only 26 returned...Dad's was one of those 26. The courage that these crews displayed is why Dad's generation was called the "Greatest Generation". These young men, just stepping out of high school, WERE GIANTS.
When the war ended, those young heroes came home looking for employment and to start their families. Dad was no different. Accepting work where it could be found, I recall him telling me about his job of buffing car bumpers, and how his pants would be ruined with worn holes after only a day or two. Eventually Dad got the opportunity to join the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Union and his career was established.
It was many years before his family was started. To fill in the gaps my folks did as many others did, they got a dog and a cat. This love of pets would stay with Dad throughout his life. I cannot picture Dad without a dog or cat in his lap. His love of animals transcended into his children and grand-children. Even Google Maps shows my folk's house with the ducks in the front yard, which Dad fed daily. I say it now; It takes a real man...to love a duck.
Throughout Dads life he was a great reader. I have never seen someone read so fast. A book that would take me days to read, Dad would finish in a few hours. I don't know how he did it. I would talk with him about a book we both had read, and he would recall everything about that book...simply amazing!
Dad's reading list was prolific but he especially enjoyed the books of Louis L'Amour of which he read everything that the author wrote. During Dad's retirement he would travel the west with Mom visiting the locations that L'Amour wrote about. When he got home he was so animated, talking about the trip, their adventures, and what he had seen.
My Dad leaves his children with this same love of reading. I can think of only a few families that share this interest. It's not like seeing a movie, when you read a book and share its contents with others, you can feel the passion. Thank you Dad, for being such a good example to us.
My Dad was a loving and faithful husband for 72 years. Again, thank you Dad for showing us what it means to find that perfect mate and the happiness it brings.
My Dad's legacy is spread out across the United States, from Pennsylvania to Montana and California. From a man's humble beginnings to our small dynasty of four children, eight grandchildren and nine great grandchildren. We would not be here without you.
My Dad died Feb. 14, 2016, Valentine's Day. I know that his Heart and Love will always be with us.
Never again will I hear his call on the road "Where are you? I was worried about you."
Good-Bye Dad
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