My Dad, April 6, 1945
Today is Veterans Day here in the good old US of A. Don’t forget to thank a Vet if you see one, the old timers are dwindling, let them know that you are grateful for the sacrifices they made for love of Country.
My Dad sometime in 1944
My cousin Johnny, home from Vietnam
There are no words I can come up with to describe what they went through, every single Veteran has their own story, some worse than others, some saw combat, some didn’t, regardless of what branch of the Military they belonged to, what war they were fighting, for the most part, each man and woman willingly enlisted in an effort to help keep us safe. May God bless all the Veterans and their families, past and present, for the sacrifices they made…and with the way the world is spinning these days, God (or whoever/whatever you believe in, if anything) bless us all.