I’m normally All Over Veteran’s Day, (in the middle of cutting 5 oak trees, ..ugh). I joined the Air Force right out of High School in 1973 when I was just 17 even after worrying about being drafted for the Viet-Nam war for most of my school life. I never left the states as the Viet-Nam war was winding down and my four year stint was cut short when my Father came down with esophagus cancer. Still, the military straightened me up, (somewhat), it gave me pride not only in my Country but in myself. It also gave me character and the confidence to tackle difficult situations. It also made me a “neat freak” and gave me the ability to iron my own clothes ;).
Still, from the Minute Men to the Marines on Iowa Jima, to the 101st Airborne Division who held Bastogne, to all who are in Afghanistan and overseas right now and to all who have ever served,…..THANK YOU!
Joseph F. Ambrose, a World War I veteran, attends the dedication day parade for the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in 1982 at 86 years old, holding the flag that covered the casket of his son, who was killed in the Korean War.
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