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Giving Thanks - Day 11

If my daddy were alive, he would be 90 years old.  He passed away in 1995 and when he died he was given full military honors at his burial site.  He was an infantry man who fought in the Pacific in World War II.  He was discharged when his hearing was damaged.  He didn't talk much about his experiences.  He did not want to go to war, he did not like going to war - it was something he and many young men like him did during that time seventy years ago - it was their responsibility   He was from a very strong and silent generation - the generation that built this country.

My father-in-law, who passed away this last July, was a veteran of the Korean War.  Another man from that strong and silent generation.  He also did what he felt was his responsibility.  He was sure that the world was going to end because of the nuclear arms that were invented during the previous war - that the super powers would find a way to implode the world.  

The man I married almost eight years ago knew he wanted to be a marine from about the time he was knee high to a grasshopper.  He left home when he was seventeen years old, fresh out of high school.   He is an extremely strong man - through and through.  The adage is true - once a marine, always a marine.  He is one of those men that would have an appendage dangling from his side and call it a flesh wound - it's just who he is.

All three of these men are each one of the millions of reasons that this day is very important; a day to show our respect and gratitude.  They are the reason that we continue to have the freedoms that we do.  I, for one, am extremely thankful for their service, for the service of all the veterans of the past, all the present servicemen and servicewomen and those who will serve in the future.  Thank you. 


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  1. You put it so wonderfully! It is a great tribute to those three great men! Tell Ted thank you for his service!

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