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My father, Benjamin C. Hubbard Jr., was one of four children and was raised in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Upon graduating from high school in 1936, he went on to attend the University of Chicago and graduated with a degree in business in 1940. Instead of returning home to join the family warehousing business, he got his first job at the General Box Company in Cincinnati. Shortly after arriving, he met my mother at a church concert, and they were married in late 1941.
When the US entered the war, my father attempted to enlist but was rejected for military service due to a cyst on his spine. However, he persisted in additional attempts in the first year or so of the war because of his strong sense of duty to serve his country. Finally, due to a shortage of officers, the US Navy instituted the “90-day wonder” program for anyone with a college degree; my father applied immediately and was accepted. Upon graduation from that program, he received a commission of Lt. J.G. (Lieutenant Junior Grade) and was assigned to the USS Underhill.
When I was born on May 4, 1944, my father was at sea on his first cruise on the USS Underhill. He saw me for the first time after the ship docked in New London, Connecticut and my mother made the train trip with me from Cincinnati to New London. We were united as a family just one more time in early 1945 when the Underhill stopped for about a week in San Diego on the way to Leyte; my father made the cross-country trip by train for the short 48-hour visit at home.
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