Nov 14, 2008 | 3:08 AM
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News
Sorry, Fox, but I got this from another blog. I thought it important enough that it should be repeated. I AM giving credit to the person who wrote it, though.
What is a Veteran?
Some
veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, an aged
scar, a certain look in the eye. Others may carry the evidence inside
them: a pin holding a bone together,a piece of shrapnel in the leg, or
perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the
refinery of adversity.
Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe
wear no badge or emblem. You can't tell a vet just by looking.
What is a vet?
He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating
two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run
out of fuel.
He is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks,
whose
overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic
scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.
She - or he - is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep
sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.
He is the POW who went away one person and came back another - or didn't
come back AT ALL.
He is the Quantico drill instructor that has never seen
combat - but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account
rednecks and gang members into warriors, and teaching them to watch each
other's backs.
He is the parade-riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.
He is the career quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by.
He
is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose
presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the
memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with
them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.
He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket - palsied now and
aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who
wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the
nightmares come.
He
is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being a person who
offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his
country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to
sacrifice theirs.
He is a soldier and a savior and a sword
against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest
testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known. So
remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just
lean over and say Thank You. That's all most people need, and in most
cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or
were awarded.Two little words that mean a lot, "THANK YOU".
Remember November 11th is Veterans Day.
"It is the soldier, not the reporter, Who has given us freedom of the
press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, Who has given us freedom of
speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, Who has given us
the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, Who salutes the flag,Who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protestor to burn the flag.
Father Dennis Edward O'Brien, Lt. Col., USMC