It’s Veteran’s Day. Each of us in our own way wish to show gratitude. Yet, when we try to express it, I am amazed how many of us so often feel our words are a bit inadequate. Quite a few of the men in my family did some military service. I had three great uncles that were in World War II. One of them was in the Battle of the Bulge, was captured by the Germans…and escaped! A cousin of mine served in Viet Nam.
How do you properly thank someone who went through horrific moments because of their love and commitment to this country? How do you encourage the service man or woman who stood watch at some distant, lonely, God-forsaken locale. Feeling that no one knew, or cared?
It’s not an easy task.
I am reminded of Clarence Soulliard. WWII. Army. He was 1 of only 3 that returned home from his unit of 200 that deployed. Just a kid from Pennsylvania. Shot in the face by a German sniper and stories these pages are not able to hold. He was blessed to return to his homeland
I am honored to claim these men as family and friends. And may they know they are loved by those of us, too, that hold this country of ours most dear.
Here’s to our Veterans. May they know, their labor was not in vain.
Today- we honor you.
Just my thoughts.
