My dad served in Vietnam. He actually volunteered to go. Dad believed in the United States as the greatest country on earth...a country worth sacrificing his youth, worth dying for if necessary.
Dad made it back from Vietnam but it forever changed him, haunted him.
I honor his service and his life, as I do the service, the lives — and the sacrifices — of all our Armed Forces, the men and women who guarantee our freedom.
"Not for fame or reward, not for place or for rank, not lured by ambition or goaded by necessity, but in simple obedience to duty as they understood it."
And I think that deserves our respect.
We had a wonderful Memorial Day. The Veteran's cemetery where Dad is buried places flags at all the graves for the day. It's so beautiful and reverent. Perfect.
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