All this started in 1936, September 25 more specifically for me, in the small town of Elmhurst, Illinois. I, and my two brothers, would learn to work hard from our father, one of the first cowboys to work Yellowstone, and to study the facts from my mother, a college educated lady that had taught school.
As a boy, I had a paper route and managed to get into mischief with my brothers. At 17, I joined the Regular Army, growing up a lot as a Tank Commander. My time in Alaska Territory serving my country, is a highlight of the stories I gladly share.
Marriage and family did not necessarily come easy but the bond with my wife, now 65 years, is strong and has become everything to me. Family expanded from our 2 children to include refugees from Vietnam. Our family now exceeds the limits of the blood in the veins.
I enjoyed my time as a Boy Scout leader and Sunday School Teacher, Mason and member of the American Legion. All this was possible due to a career as an Insurance agent. Woodworking and home repair kept me busy through retirement when I was not enjoying boating the inner waterways of Southern Florida.
Others tell me that many have looked to me as a father figure, friend and quiet observer. I will not be boastful and will easily laugh about life experiences. I believe in God and Country and expect your life to be your responsibility. I hope hard work and education will be beneficial to you as you try and fail at your endeavors and ask that when there is an option to do the right thing, as I would do.
My story here ends in 2023, more specifically on July 31, with my wife at my side; there is not much more I would have asked for.
Preston Walter Brinkman is proceeded in death by his parents, two brothers (Parker & Richard), 3 grandchildren (Keltryn, Rhett, & Julie) and many friends.
The Stars and Stripes flies night and day over his residence.. rest assured.. somewhere Pretz has found his brothers and mischief is not far off.