REMEMBRANCE DAY 2009

Every year at this time I can't help but remember how growing up in the military this day was a very important one, in our schools we were all outfitted with our poppies to pin on our shirts and we were taught about the sacrifices made by families just like ours in generations past. In my generation, there were so many fathers who served in WWII either on our own shores or "over there". My own father had been in the military for 2 years by August 1945 and was only just about to turn 19 when that war ended, so he never made it over there. Thankfully. If he had, he may never have come back and I and my sisters may not even be.

A SOLDIER CRIES


It isn't only on November 11th. that I think about our military personnel past and present, I think it's a little in your blood when you're a military brat. But each year I wear my poppy and say my silent thank you's to those who sacrificed so much so long ago, and to those who still do today. And it isn't just for the soldiers, but also for their families. We've so much to be thankful for; to be indebted for.

Today's generation isn't any different in that respect, with so many of their fathers and mothers, uncles and aunts, sisters and brothers all over in the Middle East. World Peace is a mantra for me, but as we still do not have that particular miracle yet, in the meantime I salute and support those who fight to protect our freedom, and protect us.

PITTANCE OF TIME

Past, present and future..... thank you, we will never forget.


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