I wanted to blog about Veteran’s day but then business as usual got in the way and Armistice Day past. Leigh Ashman, our web producer suggested somewhat sardonically that I write about Veterans Day regardless of the days passing. At first I scoffed but then it occurred to me; we should thank our Veterans everyday. Not to sound like a cliché, but everyday is Veteran’s day. What these American’s have given up for us should not be left for reflection once or twice a year. I’m partial to WWII vets because my father is one. I write this to honor my Father, William who served in World War II. The big one. As a member of the “greatest generation”, my father was a bombardier in the European theater flying missions over the Alps and Yugoslavia. He’ll be the first one to tell you he is not a hero. “I was doing what we all had to do”, he says. I don’t think it’s that simple. Dad was 20 when he started training at bases across the country. Around 21 when he took off over the Atlantic to fight. His first mission as he sat in the bombers turret, the plane in formation in front of his crew was blown out of the sky, black flack spraying his window. They made it back safely but many others around him didn’t.
Ask yourself what you were doing at the age of 20 or 21…partying in school? Fretting over a boyfriend or girlfriend? Loitering around a night club? Tough life isn’t it. Imagine being 21 years old in 1944. It’s because of people like my father and millions of other veterans we can do the things we do on a daily basis. Thanks to all Veterans for what you have done to preserve our freedom. And Thanks Dad! For being a Veteran and the greatest example for a father and member of the greatest generation! Stay warm on the golf course!