Friday, November 11, 2011
Giving Honor and Thanks
My dad fought in World War II and received a purple heart. Being a nutty kid, I flushed the medal down the toilet. That fortunately is a story for another day in the very distant future. When my father was in the army there was a draft. Today, we have a voluntary army. Those who wish to serve join. That's why we should give those who choose to do so our heartfelt gratitude and honor. They protect us from the terrorists and other enemies seeking to do us harm. I couldn't do it, could you? It does take a brave person to run into harm's way. And we should honor them and give them all the help they need when they return to us.