It is Veterans Day . . .
. . . And I have spent the day so far doing what you would imagine--watching the movie, "The Best Years of Our Lives" and hanging a flag here and there, on my door and my mailbox, for passersby to know it is a day for reflection.
It is a day when I think of my father who went to World War II, like many others of his time, and miraculously returned home.
It is a day to remember all the veterans of all our wars who answered a call, putting their lives in peril only because their country called.
It is a day to remember how great our nation can be, how great it has been.
It is a day to embrace peace wherever we can without sacrificing our principles.
It is a day to thank veterans long dead and those who are still with us for our freedom, and to show them respect for their service.
It is a special day.
To any who follow me, let me say that I have been on a time out on blogging for a sad reason. In the span of about a month, I had five friends to pass away. One was a co-worker, two were church friends, and two more were neighbors. It has been a busy fall helping and supporting their loved ones. So I pray for a respite from this specter of death. I pray for a happy Thanksgiving season followed by a joyous Christmas.