We stood at attention as the flags passed, watched as members of the Wounded Warrior's Project marched by, saw the Mayor and a lot of politicians, but what struck me most was the small contingent of World War II veterans, about 15, some in wheelchairs, all riding on a flatbed trailer. One Gentleman wearing his dress uniform, rendered his salute to me standing ten feet away. I tipped my cap and then returned his salute. This is a man of the Greatestr Generation!
There were other men and women of honor there yesterday
Jasper, we were never pro-war, just willing to serve our co, thuntry. That means something, for as my TAC officer said at Fort Benning, " we'll teach you irrational behavior--like standing up to enemy fire and yelling 'follow me!"
All of us have done a lot in our lives, and some for reasons other than profit. I count my three years in the Army as one of those.