It has been a while since I've posted. There has been a lot going on and frankly I have been in a bit of a funk. So maybe I can blog my way out of the doldrums.
So yesterday was Memorial Day and such days of unbridled patriotism make me think of my dad who has been with Jesus for over a year now. I think of watching him in parades and of the salutes from NCO's as we went into the PX. I think of the nightmares he had when he came home from Vietnam, all unmentioned by him. He shared little until many years later when my little brother became a Marine too and even then he would not share everything. His private horrors were unknown.
I watched the HBO series The Pacific with my brother over Christmas vacation. Those men and countless more men and women suffered hell so that you and I could be free!