Poppy in Ski Troops
fWell I was watching the skiing on the Olympics yesterday and it brought back a memory of my father watching skiing on TV so intently. He really loved it. Especially in '68 when the Olympics were in France. He only wished he could have been there.
It made me think of what an amazing skiier Poppy must have been. He was stationed near Innsbruck, Austria in WW II and was in the French Ski Troops. We still have his old wooden skiis. Dad reminded me how what it must be like to ski in the Austrian Alps. He had to have been an expert skiier. Nothing here in the US compares to that. It must have been really, really cold. Not only did Poppy have to ski down the moutains, but he had to climb back up with his skiis on his back.
I never saw my father ski. He loved to watch it on TV, but had to desire to ever go on skiis again.
It made me think of what an amazing skiier Poppy must have been. He was stationed near Innsbruck, Austria in WW II and was in the French Ski Troops. We still have his old wooden skiis. Dad reminded me how what it must be like to ski in the Austrian Alps. He had to have been an expert skiier. Nothing here in the US compares to that. It must have been really, really cold. Not only did Poppy have to ski down the moutains, but he had to climb back up with his skiis on his back.
I never saw my father ski. He loved to watch it on TV, but had to desire to ever go on skiis again.
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