From left to right: Allen Louis Howard (top), Mary Patricia O'Driscoll (bottom), William Fields Kirk, Irene Johnson (top), William DePrez Inlow (bottom), Fielding Lewis Lee. Written by Kelly Sheehy, Content Specialist, Downtown Main Library Hanging on the dining room wall in my home is a watercolor-and-ink drawing of a quaint stone and wood bar sitting on the corner of a quiet Philadelphia street. The sign in front reads: Fred’s Tavern 1924. The thing is Fred’s Tavern never existed. This painting was created by my late grandfather William Fields Kirk in honor of his best friend, whose life was one of the many lost during World War II. He and my grandfather dreamed of opening a bar together after the war was over. On the back of the frame, my grandfather (who we all knew as Pop-Pop or sometimes P-O-P to the P-O-P) inscribed the story: “Fred’s Tavern. In remembrance of my best friend Fred Rigner. He was a pilot (1st Lt.) of a B-26 Bomber in the 8th Air Force. Killed over Germany on his first mission in November, 1944. He was 20 years old.” On Memorial Day, we honor those who sacrificed their lives while serving in the U.S. military. My Pop-Pop served in the U.S. Army beginning at the age of 18, from 1942-1946 as an infantryman on the European front. He fought in the Battle of the Bulge, helped in the liberation of a concentration camp, and was decorated with numerous insignia including three Purple Hearts and a Bronze Star. “I’ve got stories that would blow your mind, kid,” he would often say to me. Like so many others, he lost friends, mentors, commanders, and fellow soldiers during his service.