Today I went with my friend Lisa and her cub scout group to place flags in front of Veteran's grave markers. As I read each name aloud as the flag was placed for each Veteran I couldn't help but think of my own Father Earl M. Charlesworth and his service to help fight for freedom in WWII, and my Father-in-law Vern E. Hale who fought in the Koren War; and just how fighting in a war surely effected the way they looked at life. They were called upon to sacrifice more than most of us will ever truly understand. My husband Dean served in the Air Force doing real world missions for six years during a peaceful time in history. Unlike our fathers, he never saw the brutal ravages of war up close and personal or have to take an other's life; yet military service had an effect on him and our family. I hurt when I think of what our Fathers saw and dealt with in battle. Yet I know that in no way does that ache compare to theirs or any other who has had to bear that burden. As I stood over looking the flags that wave over the resting place of our American Soldier I stood a humble woman to see how many have served in wars from our small community. Thinking of my own family brought to mind the many families that sacrificed as they watched their loved ones ship out to war and then return different men and women than when they left, as well as those that never returned home. I'm thankful to live under that blanket of freedom that so many have, are, and will continue to fight for that we may all be free.
A special Thank You to all who fight for freedom. Especially you Daddy!
Love, Jan
1 comment:
You should be a writter! What an experience! I once bought a book on the Korean war and it made me look at my Father very differently! I'm glad that you shared that experience, because our Memorial day was quite the disapointment. Keep up the writting! I love to see something new on your blog it really makes my day! I know its not, but it feels like its just for me!
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