November 11th - Veterans Day. This is the day that we honor those who served our nation in the armed forces. It is a day that we bring to mind the sacrifices that others have made to keep us free. It is a day worthy of reflection - for me I reflect upon my father and other family members who answered the call to arms.
Thank you for your service to my San Francisco grandfather, Jim, who was on a troop ship headed for Europe when the November 11, 1918 Armistice Day was signed. The ship made a U-Turn and he was soon returned to American soil - and shortly thereafter started a family with my grandmother. To my Sacramento cousin George, who flew the "Hump" - the treacherous 530 mile long passage over the Himalayas to resupply Chinese troops fighting against the Japanese. To my father, Jack, who knew that he wanted to be a pilot since the time in 1928 when he went for a ride in a mail plane over the Wyoming prairie. His dream came true, and he flew for the U.S. Air Force in World War II. To my Idaho father-in-law Paul, who suffered wounds in the U.S. Army's Battle for Western Europe.
To the men and women who have served our country well - who sacrificed for a cause greater than their own - who gave and who many times returned from their time of extraordinary effort and sacrifice to a world lacking appreciation or understanding for what they did.
To the brave - to those who know that freedom isn't free and who paid the price of securing freedom by their service - sometimes their lives. Thank you and God bless.