Last weekend we travelled north to Fairfield (20 min. east of Napa) to visit our new friend Bill.
Bill is 95, lives alone, landed on Omaha beach in 1944 (D-Day), was Ty Cobb's physician, drew up the State of California Nuclear Emergency Response Plan, watches blue-rays, uses an iphone, loves to email, and just purchase himself a new MacBook (to go along with his Dell laptop and desktop PC).
While we were there, he pulled out a stack of old black-and-white photos and started showing us actual pictures of the D-Day landing. Come to find out, the man carried a camera with him during the whole thing. We were flabbergasted. Who did that? It's not like everyone having a camera on their cell phone today. He told us how he would real quick stick the camera out the window in the boat and snap a picture. "I wasn't going to stick my head out with all those bullets whizzing by," he told us. Or he would stick the camera up from his fox-hole real quick as bullets were thudding into the sand all around him. Crazy!
Even cooler, the man would not live in a retirement community because he didn't feel it would appropriately stimulate his mind. He still reads and talks theology. In fact, he thinks most people consider him a heretic for some of his non-typical views. Saturday afternoon Kay got a headache because Bill and I talked Trinity, salvation, human origins, the Nephilim, the person of Christ, and the dimension of time for four hours. Bill said his only regret was that I didn't try to convince him his views were wrong. It probably goes without saying that we got along very well!
All in all, it was a very nice weekend away with a new friend.
Oh, and for all those who think California is just one giant metropolis of San Diego, Los Angeles, and San Francisco... feast on a couple of pictures of the most gorgeous pasturelands I've seen since Switzerland!