What’s written below is by David Sullivan; with his permission I’m reposting this so it gets the attention it deserves. I’m aware there are formatting issues: I’m just happy the thumbnails work right now.
In Portland, Oregon this past Wednesday I went to my first Veterans Day Parade. I served from 1964-1968 on active duty in the Navy, then from 1979 -1996 in the Navy Reserve. This was the first time in 42 years I did not have to work Veterans Day. Weather was cloudy, crisp, dry. At the staging area I discovered that I would walk in the Parade with a couple of friends.
Soon the politicians and dignitaries arrived, and it was time to fall in. We moved out as assigned and walked, rode, marched, rolled along in wheelchairs.
Lots of little children with their parents, waving flags and simply waving. Also soldiers, sailors and Marines on the curb, waving. I was proud of my country that day and proud of all the folks who had served before, after, and with me.