originally posted November 11, 2010
As I lay in bed last night, the night before Veteran’s Day, it occurred to me again the interwoven legacy of the Army in my heritage.
It is hard to believe that the men in the two generations before me all served.
All still serve. Grandpa Arlon (pictured above), known for tirelessly taking care of his family and friends, continues to teach us about endurance, joy, and living life to the fullest each day.
And my own father, thoughtful and quiet, though he would never admit to either, uses the well-placed word in humor, in wisdom, and sometimes with a raised eyebrow in what-do-you-think-you-are-doing fashion. And sometimes knowing that the best word is the one left unsaid. Showing his commitment to family, to God, and to others, in his quiet service. Not for attention or recognition, just because it was the right thing to do.
A rich legacy given as a gift to me before I was even a twinkle in anyone’s eye.
Soldiers are like that. As varied as can be, but all selflessly serving, continually teaching, and constantly looking out for those around them.
We would all be wise to take a lesson.
photos by the U.S. Army, the U.S. Army, and probably my mom