On Monday we celebrate Veterans Day.  For years my father proudly marched in the veterans parade in my home town of Yakima, Washington.  He served in the Army during World War II, was captured toward the end of the war, and held as a prisoner of war in Germany.

My father was fiercely proud of his role in the war and became active in the local VFW (Veterans of Foreign Wars).  My parents were part of the Greatest Generation and I am exceedingly proud to be their daughter.

I saw a bumper sticker the other day that said something along the lines of:  IF YOU ENJOY YOUR FEEDOM, THANK A VET.  Today I’d like to thank my father and the hundreds of thousands of men and women who honorably serve our country; whether they served in the past or serve today.