Growing up in a military family, Veterans Day and all the other patriotic holidays are important to me. During World War II, Dad started out in the Army Air Corps, which became the Air Force. After retiring from military service, Dad opened his second act as a college professor. After retiring from academia, he returned to the military and joined the Indiana Air Guard, eventually retiring as a Brigadier General. I'm one of Those People who tear up singing the Star-Spangled Banner or during an Independence Day parade or a Memorial Day or Veterans Day commemoration ceremony. These are days to remember.
Veterans Day originated as Armistice Day to mark the end of World War I. Although the actual peace treaty, the Treaty of Versailles, wasn't signed until the following year, the Armistice took effect at the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month of the year 1918,
I know we've heard it so much it's become a cliche, but freedom ISN'T free. There are veterans all around us, and we should thank them. So please, at eleven o'clock this morning, remember.
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