Monday, May 28, 2007
Memorial Day
Memorial Day is a day to remember our fallen heroes, who died defending our freedom. While their deaths are termed the "ultimate sacrifice" (and they were), we must also remember the countless veterans who came home again despite horrible injuries, who lived lives of quiet dignity in spite of terrible pain and disfigurement. Some had scars we cannot see, both mental and physical. My father was one such man who suffered all his life with the pain and disability of his wounds. Yes, he came home again where countless others did not, but when he finally succumbed to death many years later, it was with a kind of grateful acceptance. It gives me comfort to know he is with his brothers in war again, those who he watched fall and missed all his life. Let us remember all of our veterans, those sleeping in foreign soil as well as those who came home again, both dead and alive. Without them we would not have the lives we enjoy today.
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Yesterday, my bro-in-law came over and told me about a congressman who had taken a bunch of vets on a fishing trip. I guess it was expensive, a real PR junket for him.
I pointed out that it was probably in order to assuage himself of the reality that he'd voted for a war that none of his children were serving in. That he himself had never been a soldier, and in some way, this even it out for him. That it made it easier for him to forget that he's not voted for increased funding of VA hospitals as well as military hospitals so that these guys won't have any issues with obtaining long term care.
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