Veteran Affairs

I was leaving work this evening and drove toward the intersection where friends and I waved signs during the presidential campaign. There on the corner were several flags, all lined up in a row. They represented every branch of the service, as well as the POW flag, the state flag, and the US Flag. One man was in a wheelchair, a couple of others were standing or in chairs. There were women too. They all were holding signs asking people to honk if they supported our troops. To my delight, nearly everyone was honking.

As I drove by, on my way to meet up with my step-daughter to help her get her new cell phone, I thought about my own service. When we were done (about an hour later, UGH) I drove past this intersection again. I honked my horn and went on by, but then felt compelled to stop and speak to each one of the people standing there. I turned my car around, parked, and walked to where they were.

I walked up to each of them, asked if that person was a veteran and thanked them for their service if they said "yes." I spoke to the organizer and asked her if I might be able to help in some way, and asked some of them if I could take their picture. I love photography and am loving taking pictures of people more and more.

I didn't realize when I was younger how important our service men and women are. Of course I had heard words like "sacrifice," "honor" and "duty." But didn't really understand what they meant until I served myself. I am deeply grateful to each of the men and women and met today, and to all of those who have served. I'm proud of my service and hope that everyone remembers how important these members are. If it weren't for those who serve, I might not even be able to write this. Please look at these pictures and remember each and every member, especially those who never came home.









Never forget.....