I would just like to post a reminder to give prayers and thanks for the many Americans who died in our various wars and military engagements over the past 250 years. Take a moment out of this day and have a thought for them.
My family is full of veterans, myself included. None of us in recent decades have lost our lives in war, but somewhere in the misty past there might have been a few who did. But since the Spanish-American war, none of my family have died in wars, although we have been involved in nearly every war.
We have all paid the price in other ways; PTSD, chronic illnesses, ruined bodies, and ways that civilians can never understand.
I pray for those who paid the ultimate sacrifice for the country and freedoms we enjoy today.
My father died in Vietnam. He did not run to Canada or Mexico, his number was drawn in the draft and he went. He was hit in the chest but walked away laughing telling his platoon he has a million dollar ticket home. But he laid waiting his turn for surgery, while other solders who was were worst off jumped ahead of the line. He died of Pneumonia. I was one when he passed, so I don't remember him but my older sister remembers him and it messed her up.
Heartbreaking story. Thank you for sharing it, and I hope your sister has found the blessing of peace.
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