Thank you, veterans, for your willingness to do whatever it took to preserve our country’s freedoms and, indeed, freedom throughout the world. Thank you for those who came back with injuries and thank you and your families for those who lost their lives.
The freedoms that I have today exist only because of you.
My ancestors have fought for America since the Revolutionary War. They fought against Mexico in the War for Texas Independence and one was part of the Immortal 18 from Gonzales, Texas who harassed the Mexicans on the way to the Alamo to slow them down by picking off Mexican troops as they marched along. Two fought with General Sam Houston at San Jacinto as the “Texicans” gained their victory over the Mexicans.
I lost a great uncle in France during WWI and, during WWII, one uncle served stateside in Buffalo (and had good things to say about the city and its people for the rest of his life). My dad’s older brother taught WWII fighter pilots in Kansas and later piloted planes for the Berlin Airlift. The Japanese surrendered while my dad was on his way to Guam and he served there a year — all the time dodging Japanese bullets from those Japanese who didn’t know or couldn’t believe that their country had surrendered.
Last, but not least, I have a nephew who just began boot camp in the Army Reserves. He plans to become a battlefield medic. Thanks, Jeremy, for your service to our country.
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