Thank a veteran

I woke up at 7:00am this morning and stepped out side into the cool morning air.  It's a beautiful Monday morning in Westminster, Maryland.  The sun poked through the row of pine trees in my back yard and long narrow swaths of sunlight stretched out across the dew soaked lawn.  A stiff breeze lifted and rolled our flag perched on the side of the carport and I suddenly realized how fortunate I am to live in this country.  I'll probably never fully agree with the way the country operates, or who's really in charge, but I will always be grateful to have been born an American.  Moreover; grateful to those who have fought and who still fight to protect our freedoms (however fast those with power try to remove them from us).

So, this Veterans Day, I'd like to thank my brothers, my father, my grandfather, my uncles, my cousins, my coworkers and friends that have served our country, putting it all on the line, so that I can walk outside and be at peace and enjoy the life of a free American.