Veterans Day thoughts
There is an old snapshot of a World War II veteran that I will never forget. The young man is in uniform and his little boy is standing beside him. His son comes up just past the father's waist. Both have their backs to the camera. They are standing on sand, looking southwest toward the Golden Gate Bridge. The father is probably telling his son that Uncle Sam sent him far away, under that bridge and beyond: “Your daddy fought the enemy to keep you safe.”
The little boy has his left hand out to get a grip on his dad, but the father is not holding his son's hand. The boy has a hold on one of his dad's crutches as the father probably tells his son, “I gave my leg to Uncle Sam, so that no one would come here and hurt you.”
If you are a baby boomer (or even someone younger) and your dad was wounded for your freedom, I hope you are not embarrassed by an arm or leg that he is missing. Whether your father is still living or not, I hope you are proud of your dad who sacrificed for you.