As a youngster growing up, I thought Memorial Day was just about grilling, drinking beer, listening to music and hanging out with family and friends. It never occurred to me that thousands of Americans put their lives on the line so I and millions of other in this great country could celebrate this day.
When I joined the Air Force on May 30, 1990, I
found new respect for veterans and current soldiers who put it all on
the line so people like me can enjoy the freedom most of us take for
granted. I found out first hand how people served two and some three
tours of duty in heavy combat.
And I saw first hand how soldiers came
back with limbs missing and soldiers suffering post traumatic
Before joining the military, I had
no empathy or sympathy for our soldiers. But as a veteran, there is a
special place in my heart for those who served and continue to serve,
foreign or domestic. Not only do I have special place in my heart for
soldiers but I have a deeper respect for this day.
It's no longer a day
or relaxation and fellowship but a day to commemorate the fallen.
would like to take this moment to thank everyone who made this day
possible and I would like to give a special thanks who are serving in
Afghanistan as well as other areas of the world.