Veterans Day after Election Day feels a little different to me. The Boss is a veteran as were both of his parents. He is a graduate of the Virginia Military Institute — a hard place to be but a good place to be from.
Every veteran in America is in a better position today than they were on Monday. We have a chance that the Veterans Administration will get sorted out and that we will have a Commander-in-Chief who will actually respect and act on behalf of veterans other than on Veterans Day.
I should have a lot more to say but that about summarizes it.
Our country was created at the point of a bloody bayonet. Our freedom was not granted to us; we took it. That’s who we are and who we will always be. Our country has been free since then because men and women have been willing to go in harm’s way to protect that freedom. The Boss did his part.
The Boss as a young lieutenant in the mountains of South Korea overlooking North Korea in the early 1970s. That’s North Korea in the background. His combat engineer unit was building a road to the top of a mountain to then construct an artillery firing position to be used by 2nd Infantry Division guns to blast into North Korea in the event of a war. He was 23 years old and was fifty miles from the rest of the battalion and was commanding 186 men and lots of equipment. Those radios could reach the battalion HQ. He designed and built the road and then used explosives to level the top.
George Orwell got it right:
People Sleep Peacefully in Their Beds at Night Only Because Rough Men Stand Ready to Do Violence on Their Behalf
God bless our veterans. God bless our country. God bless President Trump.
Now, let’s fix the damn VA.
The Boss’s Old Man three weeks before the start of WWII on maneuvers. He would spend the war fighting in North Africa and Italy (received a battlefield commission) before retiring from the Army as a Command Sergeant Major. The toughest son of a bitch on the planet who lived to be 97 years old.
But, hey, what do I really know anyway? I’m just a Big Red Car.
