Veteran's Day

I always hate to say "Happy" Veteran's Day.  For many, happy is not a word that would come to mind.  I do want to honor the Veterans today.... and of course.... every day, for keeping me safe from harms way.

 

This is a picture of my Dad, somewhere in Germany in 1944 or 1945.  This particular photo does not have a caption on the back, but it looks like he's taking a break and relaxing a bit.  In the midst of the horror of war, these breaks must have been few and far between.

 

Many of the photos that I have are bleak and quite disturbing.  His unit, The Timberwolves, took over some concentration camps and the pictures are horrendous.  It's so hard to fathom the evil capabilities of some people but the photos are here to remind us to never repeat these atrocities.      

 

 

 

 

 

So I send my sincere appreciation to all of our Veterans, in all wars, for their service to our country.  If you see a Vet today....thank him or her.....give him or her a hug.... and just let them know that they are not forgotten or taken for granted, but remembered with grateful respect.

 

 

To all Veteran's...

past, present, and future...

my deepest gratitude for your service!

 

My Dad, WW II, 104th Infantry (Timberwolf)

 

 

                                                                                                



My Brother, Vietnam, 101st Airborne (Medic)



Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”
And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”
(Isaiah 6:8)

This scripture is engraved on the tombstone of my friend that was killed in Afghanistan last November. A true servant. Thank you to all of the military, past and present, who keep us safe at the risk of their own lives.