Dad on Veterans Day

(photo by http://www.auburnjournal.com/)

For Veterans Day this year, my father decided to attend a nearby parade. He put on his camo jacket, his army hat and headed out to honor other vets. While waiting for the parade to begin, some folks approached him and asked if he had been in the army. Why yes, he had. Would he like to help lead the parade by carrying the flag and representing the United States Army? Of course he would. That's my father - on the far left - with the long legs, camo jacket and American pride.

He was given a medal of thanks. School children made him sweet thank you cards. He deserves each one. For all those cold nights outside on the ground, for the train ride to the Czech border wondering if WW III awaited him, for time and self-sacrifice, he deserves to lead a parade.

Whenever I meet a vet, I thank them. Every day should be Veterans Day. They truly know what it means to serve.

Thank you, Dad. I'm so proud of you.