Of course, this is not bad. All appreciation is good. However, families with memories of military experiences probably feel more attuned to what the day really portrays. Of course, Veteran's Day used to be named Armistice Day., a celebration of the end of WWI. That was 100 years ago.
When I was in service, I was a medic with the USAF. I was discharged on October 17, 1969. At the time, I was just finishing my "hitch" at Charleston AFB in Charleston, S.C. Many of my duties consisted of medical document work involved in transporting military personnel of all branches into C-141s for travel to Viet Nam, Spain, and all parts of the world. We sent Blue and Gold crews to and from nuclear subs around the world. We also sent many Warrant Officers, who were helicopter pilots, to Viet Nam. As a group, to me these helicopter pilots were the most admired of any group in the military. I was very well aware of the mortality rate of helicopter pilots. The life expectancy was not long. To this day, I probably admire them the most of any military population.
My special thanks to all the veterans and particularly the Viet Nam helicopter pilots. You have one in your midst. Chris Kilgore, past City Councilman and currently on the Planning and Zoning Commission, was one of those helicopter pilots. Like any two people, each of us have our own opinions about city issues, but Chris' duty as a Viet Nam helicopter pilot sets him apart in my mind. I may still disagree, but I will always listen to him.
Yes, Veterans Day brings back memories of differing thoughts. I remember looking into the faces of the helicopter pilots that we were loading to go to Viet Nam, knowing full well that I would see some of them again. Occasionally and rarely, as another part of my medical duties, I would be assigned to clear back into the USA, the body bags.
My salute to all veterans.