Only two defining forces have ever died for
you: Jesus Christ and the American soldier – one died for your soul and the
other died for your freedom.
We’ve all seen
the photos of how hard it is for our troops – sleeping when and where they can,
wearing hot uniforms and carrying heavy equipment while sweltering in hundred
plus degree heat, living in cramped quarters on ships and submarines. Some of
them lose limbs or even their lives. They all know the risks but still they go
and consider it an honor to serve their country. When Whitney Houston died, the
governor of New Jersey wanted to fly the flags at half-mast. Why isn’t that done
for every single service person who is killed “over there” – wherever “over
there” may be at the time?
During the
Viet Nam era, patriotism in this country reached a low that I think we’d never
experienced before. Our vets returned from ‘Nam to a disrespecting country, no
help for their war-related issues and illnesses and unemployment. As far as I
can remember, patriotism remained low until the terrorist attacks of 9/11. When
that happened, we all got patriotic again. There are people who don’t support
the war effort but, to my knowledge, most all support our troops.
I not only
support our troops, I appreciate them and what they sacrifice for our freedoms.
A mere "thank you" hardly seems sufficient but it's all they want. Next time you
see a member of our military make sure you let them know you appreciate
them.
Semper fi (oh,
did I mention that the dear hubby is a former Marine?)
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