Veterans Day
We went to our Memphis grandson’s Grandparent’s Day. As part of the program, they sang each of the songs of the branches of the military. The emcee (yes, the program had an emcee) asked us as members of the audience to stand up when we had a relative in that branch of the service. I could have stood for each branch except for the Coast Guard. And I was willing to stand for the Coast Guard because they saved New Orleans after Katrina. On this Veterans Day, I share them with you:
The Navy: both my dads in WWII. One on an aircraft carrier, one on a ocean-going tugboat. Both in the Pacific. Both too young to be waging war. Thankfully, both made it back home.
The Air Force: my uncle and my father-in-law
The Army: both my grandfathers in WWI and my cousin
The Marines: my uncle and my cousin.
I don’t think of myself as coming from a “military family.” But it is woven through and through on both sides of my DNA. To all of them, I say thank you. I extend that to all who are reading this blog post who have served or are serving: on this Veterans Day, I thank you.
Joe Hawes
Right on
Ellen Morris Prewitt
🙂
Joanne Corey
My father was a Navy Sea-Bee in the Pacific in WWII who was then called back into active service during the Korean Conflict. It always touched me in his later years when he would wear one of his Sea-Bee caps out and about how many people would thank him for his service.
Ellen Morris Prewitt
❤️ Each one of those young (so young) men had families impacted by the war, or in your case, wars. To thank them so many years later is a gracious gesture, for sure.