Monthly Archives: November 2014

I cannot believe the year is almost over and we are at Thanksgiving already.  Time flies by when you are on a runaway train as I have for the last 6 weeks.  But, Thanksgiving gives us that opportunity to pause and think about where we are in life, in the world and a whole lot of other people.  Be thankful for what we have , have been able to accomplish and for those in our lives that make things better.  Spend the weekend with friends – relax, avoid the fast lane and get ready for the rest of the year!

I am planning a great dinner with family and friend s – picked up a fresh turkey this morning.  And it feels a little Thanksgiving-like – a cool front pushed through immediately after I got home with the bird and the temperatures dropped into the low 60s.  Chilly, cool – it is south Florida’s version of Fall.  Enjoy it while it lasts!


A solemn thought to keep in mind – our veterans go and do things that most of us cannot imagine – no movie or show or description can replicate the battlefield or a fire fight.  No movie, story, newsreel or other after-the-fact replication can truly replicate the feelings that occur, the desperation they see or the uncertainty they face.  Whether current or past, volunteer or conscripts, our veterans are people like the majority of us, who went to a place where people want to kill them, and allowed themselves to be shot at to keep those people from killing us, to protect our interests and freedoms.   We are losing many or our older vets – those that fought in two world wars, Korea and Vietnam.   My Dad was one, so was my grandfather and a couple uncles.  When they go, the reality of war is lost and cannot be recreated.  We have a new group – Vietnam, Iraq, Kuwait, Afghanistan, and more who have lived new fights.  In all cases, they all did their jobs as they were directed to do by our government.  Talk to a vet.  Understand the terror of people trying to kill you.  Understand the changes that can occur in them, realizing you cannot relive their experience. Listen, and most of all – thank a vet!

Click this link. My dad is second from the right in the back row – B17 Crew i England. 1943


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