Reflection on Freedom, Thanks Vets !
Posted: November 11, 2008 10:03 amFiled under: reflection
I love the fall. Even with the day off, I was up about 4:30 - checking the temperature and cloud cover outside… Long about 6am the sun was trying to wedge it’s glowing fingers inbetween the clouds, sparking the gold and red highlights in the tree-tops. The high clouds are sculpted like the mini sand dunes found in a sandy stream bed. From inside, looking out the back door I can nearly smell the damp frosty leaves. Briefly I hear a twig snap, and imagine an early morning camp fire coming back to life. I can go back so easily, to those early college days when we used to go camping just to get out of the dorm on the weekends. Fixin bacon and eggs in a little iron skillet, on a bed of coals from oak and hickory sticks. Peanut butter and honey on Triscuit crackers … Smell that hickory smoke - get some in your hair, in your clothes, take some back for next week. Maybe save a piece of Red Cedar or Sassafras to carry to class in a pocket - as a reminder, of the forest, of the freedom. Seems like no where else, no other time exists. Just sitting quietly absorbed in the forest; I can still hear it, smell it, taste it, appreciate it. I won’t ever, ever forget it.
It is all too easy to accept it, forget about it, keep on going…
That freedom was earned, and has become a birth-right. All too often we take it for granted, overlooking how it came to be. We owe a perpetual debt to everyone before us that fought to defend and extend our freedom. Keep them in your thoughts and prayers. Every breath of fresh air, every recognition of liberty and enjoyment of freedom is possible because some care enough to aspire to the common good, and go beyond selfish gratification.
Watch over them, and protect them. Show your appreciation, Thank them.
Thanks Vets !!! /;^)

November 15th, 2008 at 9:42 am
“Reasonable service…”
That’s the phrase I used to describe my volunteer enlistment into the Army.
My family has a proud tradition of military service.
My GGF (Great GrandFather) was an Irish immigrant and he enlisted in the Union army in Corinth, MS during our nation’s Civil War.
My dad is a Korean War veteran and his later younger brother Bill was a Viet Nam veteran.
I’m a peacetime veteran.
My family is ike every member now serving, they wanted to do so.
(But we’re not from TN!)
God Bless America!