WWII

I was moved to tears watching and listening to the dedication of the National World War Two Memorial on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. today. My dad is a WWII vet, and his stories of WWII have captivated me for years, since I was a child. More and more as I've grown older I've learned more of the truth of what my dad did in WWII. I honor his service, and thank him for the sacrifice he was willing to make.

Yes, he was a scared kid when he went, barely 18 years old, but he went, and fought, and won, so that his kids (not even thought of at the time) would be safe.

If you know any WWII vets, give 'em a hug. Or just say thank you. Same goes for any veterans you may know, from whatever era. They all did a great thing, and this is a good time to say thank you.

If you are an anti-war activist who thinks America is the source of evil in the world, and Iraqi's would be better of if we'd never invaded their country and deposed Saddam Hussein; if you think our military is corrupt and George Bush is a lying cheat, and he isn't YOUR President because he wasn't elected but appointed by the U.S. Supreme Court; if you think America is a bully and should work closer with countries like France (who hasn't defended itself successfully without help in over 250 years) and Russia (ethical and moral stalwart to the world that brought us Communism, Stalin, and ruthlessly killed millions in an effort to protect inself during the Cold War); if you are a whining, sniveling apologist who is ashamed to be an American because you think the world doesn't like us... why don't you show some courage and do this?

On this Memorial Day weekend, how about you look an elderly WWII vet in the eye and tell him how you feel. Why don't you look in the eyes of a person, who fought for your precious and inalienable right to speak your mind and have your opinions, and tell them exactly how you feel. Tell this person, who was shot at, bled, and probably watched his buddies die in the frozen fields of Germany, or the bloody beaches of Normandy, or the mud of an island in the Pacific, exactly how you feel. Tell a Gold Star mom, who lost a son or possibly daughter to the violence of WWII while they were defending the next generations right to EXIST, how you feel.

Tell them all Thank You. It's because of them... because they were able to answer the call and put on a uniform; or at home, to work long hours in factories, plant Victory Gardens, and buy War Bonds; it's because of them that YOU are here, and have the right to your opinions.

So, how about, just this weekend, keep your opinion to yourself, and tell someone thank you for THEIR sacrifice, so that YOU maybe don't have to.

I'm very proud to ask: God, Please Bless the USA.