Remembering our Veterans and Our Elders
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
My cousin called tonight to tell me that her mother, the only aunt I had left died yesterday at the age of 92. She had been ill for several years and would have been 93 on Nov. 18th. My cousins and I now move into the empty places as the elders in the family. Since I am a baby boomer I still find myself thinking about playing with dolls when the dolls are my grandchildren. I play with the train I put around the Christmas tree every year, and I play with kids whether I know them or not. My generation didn't have to work so hard to enjoy life. We were born after the war and had things our parents never dreamed of having. We had homes in the suburbs, bicycles, indoor plumbing, rooms of our own, a car in the garage and chicken every Sunday. We went to the movies, were fascinated by TV, watched American Bandstand, Pat Boone, Elvis, Chubby Checker, and the Beatles. Some of us went to Viet Nam or burned our bras, or listened to Martin Luther King Jr. and his dream for little children. We owe all this to our elders who fought in the War, as sailors, army grunts, officers, marines, pilots, paratroopers, members of the coast guard, cadet nurses, medics, cooks, or Rosie the Riveter, and the women who stayed home tending to home and hearth. We honor our veterans today and we remember our elders who fought for our way of life, for our freedoms so that we could grow up with more than they had when they were young and times were hard. We thank them, the ones who served and have passed on, and the ones who to continue to fight all around the world doing their duty to God and Country to preserve our way of life and to offer hope to those who long for the freedoms that we enjoy.