27 May 2009
Memorial Day Revisited
My mother's brothers were all in the military. My husband, who is an aviation buff, had a great time talking to two of them at a family gathering once about their time in service. My father's brother in law JC was a POW in WWII and is now sharing with us stories of his time in the European theatre. My father was in the Army, but finished his enlisted time just before the Korean war.
I may be a tree-hugging card-carrying hippie-wanna-be pacifist...but I can acknowledge and be proud of the journey made by those that came before me, the journey that led to what I know as my home country. Their sacrifices and service led to what it means now to say I am an American. And while I may be living in Britain at the moment, America will always be my home and I will always be proud to say that I'm American.
at May 27, 2009
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