My father was a WWII veteran and this day was very important to him and his fellow vets. To see them together at gatherings or ceremonies you could feel the comaradie, the pain, the pride, the hope that they made a difference to the rest of us. He never spoke of his experience to his children. But when he with other vets you could see the emotions come to the surface. I don't think he ever missed a funeral of a vet in our community, even if he didn't know then personally. So this weekend we honor my father. and the others..
To this day, it still boggles my mind as to why nations can't play well together.
Here's a toast of "Iced Water, hold the smokes," to you
Moss
My Milage:
My Quit Date: 11/19/2007 Smoke-Free Days: 186 Cigarettes Not Smoked: 2,790 Amount Saved: $627.75 Life Gained: Days: 29 Hrs: 23 Mins: 11 Seconds: 3
I hope all you guys have a good and relaxing weekend...
I remember as a 12 year old in 1960 how news came back from the Congo of the Niemba Baluba massacre of 8 Irish UN soldiers - This was the first time I realized that men, my compatriots, had died in battle and that it was a day of national mourning in Ireland. Even worse, six months later, a school pal brought in some stolen pictures that his reporter/photographer father had taken of the aftermath. And now, in my adopted country, Canada, our soldiers are being killed in Afghanistan ...
Patrick
My Milage:
My Quit Date: 1/18/2008 Smoke-Free Days: 126 Cigarettes Not Smoked: 3,150 Amount Saved: $1,417.50 Life Gained: Days: 23 Hrs: 11 Mins: 43 Seconds: 58
