Barry Rose
Profile Essay : Second Draft
“Actions speak louder than words.” Just one of the many sayings my father always said. He had a few he liked, but I believe this was his favorite. He is a very proud man, with great morals. He served in the Vietnam War in the Marine core. He is the type of man where you never had to guess how he felt; he was more than happy to let you know.
He is not a large man, only 5’6 and weighing approximately 160 pounds. He might not be large in stature, but his pride and heart stand tall. He has an athletic build even though he is 64. He makes sure to exercise at least 3 times a week, and always eats healthy. Traits that were drilled into him from his days in the Marine’s, and are still with him today. If it wasn’t for his salt and pepper hair, and deep wrinkles around his eyes from working years under the son, you wouldn’t believe he was a day over 50.
Being the oldest of six, he had the responsibility of caring for his siblings. He was not able to enjoy the joys of a usual childhood. He had the burden of helping his struggling parents, hold the family together by working very young, and acting as another parent to the other kids. There were no summer camps, vacations, or free time for him. Only changing diapers, cleaning the house, and going to work. He once told me “The only time I felt like a normal kid was at school”
After he graduated high school, he joined the Marine’s. He felt that he had already been living a very structured life and believed it would be a smooth transition. He was right. He was finally able to be the man he wanted to be, not another parent in a full house. Although there were many guidelines he had to follow in the military, he enjoyed the fact that he could be himself.
He doesn’t talk a lot about the war. Only some stories of partying and having fun. The parts about the war itself he keeps to himself. I can only imagine some things he’s seen, and had to do. He was a gunner on a helicopter. Sometimes he provided ground troops cover, other times he went pick up troops. He once told me of a story where luck was on his side. One day he was not feeling well and decided to take a nap. He found a spot in the laundry room, and fell asleep on a pile of sheets. He awoke and found out his unit had been called in for a rescue mission. Another soldier was called in to replace him, because he could not be found. His helicopter was hit with enemy fire, and a few soldiers were wounded. If he hadn’t taken a nap that day, he could have been shot, or killed.
He enjoyed his down time while overseas. He enjoys more stories of these times, than of the war. As a teenager back home, he was unable to party because of the responsibilities at home. He made up for that while in the Marine’s. However, one story he has told me, started as a party, and almost ended in tragedy. My father and his friends were having a party on the beach. They had all been drinking, and had a few too many. One of his friends decided it was a good idea to go for a swim. Unfortunately he was so drunk, he forgot how. Luckily for him, my father didn’t forget about him, or how to swim. Noticing his friend had been missing for a while, he decided to look for him, and saw him beginning to drown. My father swam out and saved his life.
When my father was done with the military, he decided he wanted to continue saving lives. He became a fire fighter. He loves his job, and is only one year away from retirement. If it were up to him, it would be many more years, but because of his age (fire fighters are forced to retire after 65) he must retire. Because of the way his parents raised him, being a fire fighter was not his only job. He is also a Carpenter. He is a very hard worker, and at one point in his life, had gone years without taking a day off. Even days when he was sick, he worked through it to provide for his family. He would always tell me “To succeed in life, you must have self confidence, self discipline and maximum effort.” I try to live those words daily, as my father has. He has set a great example for me to live my life. If I become half the man Kenneth Barry Rose is, I will feel I have made him a proud father.
Post Write
I’m not sure if I have enough dialogue in this paper. I only used a few quotes and anecdotes. I would like to have used more but would have exceded the word limit for the essay. Also I don’t believe I used good transition between different paragraphs. I am wondering if I gave enough information about my subject. I waited to the end to introduce his name, I felt it would help with the conclusion. I’m not sure if it worked and I should have used his name in the lead.