It's Veterans Day. A day that never meant much to me. As a child, the teacher would do a lesson on what a veteran was. I didn't really understand it back then. I thought that people got out of high school and then some went to college, some went to work and some went to the service. You had three choices. If you chose the route of going to war...that was your choice. As an adult looking back on it...I know that in the 60's it wasn't a choice. We had the draft. If you were called, you went.
As a 50 year old adult, I've come to know the importance of honoring the men and women who serve and have served our country as some of the most valiant, brave and giving people. Some have given the ultimate price.
I probably won't see anyone in uniform today...but as I go through my day I will say a big thank you to all those servicemen and servicewomen. I promise to think about them and the job they have done and still do all around the world to keep our country free and protect us from those who would like to do us harm.
Freedom is a great thing....stop and say a prayer for our freedom and for all those who made and make it possible.