For three years I lived with people of the Islamic faith and there was a deep bond and harmonious relationship with many of them. I could never understand this so-called war. I screamed in protest when I first heard about it.
I know now how my Father must have felt when he was ordered to fight the Germans, the people of his people. My Father loved and believed in America, the Republic. He was a simple man of honor whose handshake was his bond. He put his life on the firing line for most of four years of WW ll but it was his destiny to return and live out his remaining years trying to make this a better country.
My Father was active in The VFW and American Legion. He got me into selling the poppy and Buddy Poppy on what was then Armistice Day. Do they still sell the poppies? I have no idea. But I do want to wave an American flag for all the service people and all the past veterans, alive or fallen. You are all heroes and I honor you. Yeahhh.... go America.