My dear readers, today, November 11, 2017… I see U.S. Flags up and down our main streets and I see veterans being given free meals by many restaurants in our little city and my heart fills with pride.
All of my male family are veterans.
Uncles, both grandpas, husband, sons and my father.
They were mostly navy but army and marines are also included.
It doesn’t matter which branch of service, but that they served their country proudly.
We are so fortunate to live in this country…in spite of all the strife and friction….and we must never forget all those who have given their lives that we may have this freedom.
Recently, the Captain and I and twin #1 visited Leavenworth National Cemetery.
I have been there several times and it is always awe inspiring.
The rolling hills bring to mind the Army song “over hill over dale”…. and to see those white tombstones representing so, so many men and women is a solemn experience.
There is a section down over the hill where soldiers of the 1700 and 1800’s are buried.
Almost like they are forgotten because it is in a section with leaves drifting over the graves puddling up at the bases.
And then there are the newer gravesites.
We whispered in reverence as we drove near a small group gathered together to pay their respects and to say good-bye to their loved one.
I said “thank you” to no one in particular, but to all those represented.
That is what we should do.
Thank you to all those who have served and paid the ultimate price.
God Bless America and all those who have defended her on this day in November and for all days.