Today Americans and Canadians honor those who serve in the military; those who protect and defend us from those who would harm us. There are lots of vets in my own family.
My great-uncle Earl served in World War I. My Pop and my father-in-law served in World War II. My cousin served in Korea. My brother served in Vietnam.
I am grateful for their service and for the service of all who serve, men and women. Too many come home in a box, either physical or mental. To go to war is a terrible thing to ask of them and I wish, hope, and pray for the day when their service will be unnecessary.