Today is Veterans Day. I am among those who work in institutions that close on Federal holidays, so I have the day off work. I planned to sleep in today, but the dog, having no concept of red letter days on the calendar, had other ideas.
I was taught from an early age the importance of respecting and honoring those who have served our country. Dad was drafted in World War II, shortly before his eighteenth birthday. Several uncles served as well. I marveled how one in particular could recall with great clarity, even while afflicted with Alzheimer’s disease, how many trips he made across the sea while assigned to a Navy troop transport. Mother’s aunt, an Air Force Major, served during the Vietnam era, in a day when women traditionally did not enter military service. I still have the collection of dolls she sent from the far-away places she visited during her tour of duty.
Some may question the wisdom of our nation’s leaders in engaging our military in some conflicts. But I believe we should never question the respect and gratitude due the brave men and women who honor their commitment to duty. All who serve enter into an obligation that only one who has actually done so can truly understand or appreciate. Yes, they receive benefits and compensation, but the covenant of service goes beyond that of any other vocation. They go where Uncle Sam sends them. They eat, sleep, and work on Uncle Sam’s schedule. They are the front line of America’s commitment to freedom and democracy, the guarantors of our pledge to our allies.
I am proud to live in an area that honors veterans
well. Children are taught the history and significance of Veterans Day in our classrooms. A vacant lot near my husband’s business is filled today with flags honoring veterans and other local heroes, placed by the Armed Services YMCA of Missouri. Proceeds collected from sponsors of a boot or flag are designated to support programs for families of local active service members. The Missouri State Veterans Cemetery is a short drive away from this Field of Heroes. Also within driving distance is Branson, Missouri, which hosts an annual Veterans Homecoming Week that attracts participants from throughout the United States.
I will absolutely enjoy my extra hours away from the office. This past week has been a whirlwind, and I will freely admit that the extra day added to this weekend is a welcome break. Still, I am committed to remembering what this day represents, and those who come to the aid of their country in ways that I never could.
For as long as I live, November 11 is more than just a day off.
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