Veteran’s Day
It was the war to end all wars. World War I.
And on the 11th day of the 11th month at 11 o’clock
it ended. Armistice day, or as we now
know it – Veteran’s Day.
My dad was a veteran.
He signed up to do his duty as so many other young men during WWII
did. He never saw any real action unless
you call a pick-off play to second base "action."
You see he served as an MP in the army during the occupation of Japan
but his MOS was baseball! He and many
other young men were assigned to play and the army used it as a way to build positive
relationships with the Japanese people post WWII hostilities. It was public relations, and it worked.
Looking back over the decades and into the new century, the
veterans of our wars (too many since the original Armistice) have not had it
easy. The traumas associated with war
have only come to light in recent years even though they were experienced since
war began. PTSD, Traumatic Brain Injury,
loss of limbs, paralysis and other maladies have affected our soldiers…and
their families.
During the Vietnam war veterans returned to an insensitive
nation that did not understand the need to be fighting to preserve the freedom
of the Vietnamese. Even I do not fully
understand it today, but the lack of respect they received upon their return
left an indelible mark.
Many changes have come since those days and, as we honor each
Veteran’s Day, we seem to get a deeper understanding of the commitment of our
men and women who serve and have served.
We do not always agree with the government and their decisions to send
soldiers into harm’s way, but in the year 2014 it seems as though we have
learned to separate the wiles of men and women behind marble walls and the camo
clad foot soldier that stays readily alert every second of every day they are
on the battlefield.
I did not serve. I
often regret, for various reasons, not serving.
I missed out on the comradery, the brotherhood, the family. But I thank those who serve. For without the brave men and women of our
armed forces, we would not be free.
We need to remember the sacrifice every time we do some
mundane activity that we take for granted.
Because many do not get the opportunity.
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