I watched the news. There they stood as straight as the years would let the, men and women of every color in the human rainbow. Every year there are fewer of them, sometimes new ones take their place. Veterans of wars and the family who also served by waiting , praying and of course the letters from home. They fought, were wounded, either with wounds we can see or those so deep that they reach the soul yet no one sees; and many died. The hopes and dreams of their families died with them.
They fought not only for the homes they lived in but the homes we live in, They fought for us,all of us.
If I haven't said it before often enough"Thank you for your service, and thank you for my freedom."
