The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.
John F. Kennedy, the 35th President of the United States, was born on this day in 1917. (died 1963)
It is Memorial Day. Today we remember and honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom.
It is not, as you may be reminded, Veteran’s Day.
I’m inclined to think that we should honor and thank our military at any chance we get, but I understand the sentiment and the correctness of pointing out what the day really means.
Across the country pools will open, amusement parks will start weekday hours, there will be cookouts and
concerts, and fireworks.
We can have all of this because thousands of men and women gave their lives defending our freedom.
Bless their memories. Bless their families.
Just remember that as you go out today.
Whatever you plan to be doing.
I continue to work on my script based on my grandfather’s WWI diary. He didn’t pay the ultimate price, but he suffered greatly from being subjected to mustard gas. Many of his friends didn’t make it home.
I did not serve in the military. I’m a child of the 70s and Vietnam ended not long before I graduated high school. That’s another story.
So, as I read about my grandfather, and the horrors of war, I can only begin to imagine what it was like to be willing to pay the cost. It has been difficult just to read the stories of that war.
The price was paid for our freedom.
Don’t forget that this weekend.
If the rain holds, you know I’ll be in the yard. Or I’ll at least talk about being in the yard.
Fly your flag today. Visit a veteran’s grave. Say a prayer, or two, for our military.
God bless them all.