I don't have a photograph of him, but his courage is a strength I have drawn upon my whole lifelong, abduction at gunpoint, surrender of my physical self at deaths door... twice ... Living thru a myriad series of tragic & catastrophic ordeals and surviving to tell about it. Where did I ever draw this ability from? The ability to wield through these life threatening - life altering - scary it's not happening to me experiences - It's been years gone by ~ Finally healing ~ all these life experiences & traumas are now long behind me only now can I begin to tell the stories. And now I realize the strength that I found to endure & survive must have come from a man I never knew, he died before I was born, & before his own son was born. My own biological grandfather. Now some of the mystery of my own biology comes to light. Through generations passed I am a witness that my own bravery came from a grandfather I would never get to see ~ never get to kno ~ as he gave his life up to save others ~ on a sinking ship he put his pregnant wife into a lifeboat ~ to secure her chance to survive ~ a gallant man of unknown courage he must have been to have stayed behind knowing his life was at an end ~ as there were not enough life boats for everyone to survive ~ I honor you grandfather ~ I honor you!