This my Mom and Step Dad Bob Pietsch. The picture was scanned from my wallet so it's a little bit grainy. Mom and Granpa Bob as he is affectionately known live in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. Bob was a Marine (Semper Fi) during the Vietnam war. He and Mom met at the VAMC in Tampa, Florida when my Mom worked there as a nurse. They married in 1990 and it's a shame really a grown man like me having to crash their first week of wedded bliss. At the time I had no where else to stay and living in a hotel while I was waiting for surgery on my knee was cost prohibitive.  I surely was not going to stay with the ex-wife so I chose my moms place. I tore my ligament going down the ladder to the Pursers office on the USNS TALUGA and was declared unfit for duty at that time. I actually had the surgery in August of that year at the Bonati Orthopedic Institute in Hudson, Florida. I was up and walking around in time to be sent to the Walter S Diehl in Sasebo Japan. This was the ship I was on during Desert Storm and the ship that took me to the Philippines where I formally met my wife Sally for the first time.