Veterans Day

My paternal grandfather was a bomber during World War II. My husband's father was part of the 45th division who had the unpleasant task of cleaning up Hitler's Germany-- including the death camps-- as the conflict was ending. My father was a paratrooper during peacetime who lost many of his friends years later in Vietnam.

I have always had great respect for the brave men and women who serve this country. On the few occasions when I've been asked to entertain the troops I have done so gladly.

Those of us who don't wear the uniform have an obligation to show our gratitude to those who do now and to those who have in the past.

Thank you.

(A friend just told me about a raffle being held at AnySoldier.com. One hundred dollars gives you the chance to win a big old farm house in Maryland. There are cash prizes as well. The money goes to a very good cause. Yes, we're buying a ticket.)