Thursday, November 11, 2010

Happy Veterans Day

My grandpa didn't talk about the war.  My grandmother gleaned bits and pieces of information from his nightmares: we know that one night he survived an attack by pure chance- he scurried into the wrong foxhole.  His friends perished in the other. 

Grandpa refused to go camping.  He said he did enough camping in the war.  Instead, he maintained his home to a fault, forever grateful for the warmth and comfort it provided him.

He flew his American flag outside his home every day. 

Every day.

I was so proud to be his granddaughter.

Thank you veterans- your sacrifices overwhelm me. 

1 comment:

Elizabeth said...

I am filled with awe for people who are in out armed services. This is post is a lovely tribute to your grandfather.