Friday, November 11, 2011
Dear Old Dad
It took me awhile to figure out why he was saying this. As a small child I figured it was the patriotic equivalent to when people say, "Thank you, Jesus!" because they found the right type of peanut butter at the grocery store. I thought he was just yelling out his love for our country because drivers were idiots and jokers. But, he was saying "God Bless America," to keep from saying "God Dammit," in front of his two little daughters.
By the time I figured this out, it was too late. I had a clear image in my mind of my dad as a patriotic dude who loved our country so much he yelled about it as he drove. Later, I learned he'd been in the army. This fact made me feel extremely proud when we learned about Veteran's Day in Elementary School. I felt a repeat of that swell of pride a few years ago when my dad stood up with all the other vets at Sea World, of all places.
He doesn't really talk about his years in the service. I take it that it was not happy times. I'll never know what it did to him. (He joined when he was right out of high school.) All I know is that I'm proud of my father and grateful to him for his bravery and duty.
Happy Veterans Day and, GOD BLESS AMERICA!