In the olden days of the blawgosphere, we typically recognized holidays. Not that there’s much of a blawgosphere anymore, but to the extent there is, holidays seem to pass without remark. But today is Veterans Day, and I would be remiss if I let it pass unnoticed. There are people out there who have chosen to willingly put their lives at risk so the rest of us can argue over nonsense and sleep at night.
My father was one of them, fighting in World War II and, later, serving as public affairs officer for the Lake Worth Inlet Coast Guard station as an auxiliarist until he was 89 years of age. He was one of the few people wearing a CG aux uniform with a combat infantryman’s badge above his Purple Heart. Continue reading
