Today is the day we pause to honor our military heroes both in service and out of the service.  My Daddy was very proud to be a Marine and though he never talked about it, he was the recipient of 2 Purple Hearts.  He won them for valor in fighting.  We, his children, had no idea that he had these medals until after he passed and we were preparing a display for his service.  We went to the place that he stored his memories in a small unassuming carved chest he brought my Mom back from Korea.  In there among other medals we found the 2 Purple Hearts. 

 My Dad was very proud of his service in the Marines and would have most definitely retired from service except that he stepped on a land mine in the Korean war and lost part of his leg.  That never slowed him down.  Mom said that he spent months in the military hospital learning how to use his new limb.  My dad served in both the end of the 2nd World War and the Korean War.  He also wore his crew cut very proudly for many years.

My Daddy had a great sense of humor and everyone knew if he didn’t tease and harass you he didn’t like you.  I have to believe he is proud that all of his children grew up to be smart@$$e$! 

He drank his coffee strong and black.  He would reheat day old coffee and loved it reheated.  Mom always said one day it will walk over to you!  He also loved his Horseradish!  OMG!  He grew it at our farm in West Virginia.  We had to leave the house when he ground it.  The house would have to be aired out afterward as it would bring tears to your eyes, but Dad happily ground away shedding nary a tear.

Dad had no mechanical ability whatsoever and our home was filled with the remnants of his attempts.  The riding mower he tried to tune up that NEVER ran again, the picnic table he built that you had to always keep someone at each end or it would tip over.  Even when it was filled with people!  Now that was an engineering feat!  Then there was the time that he and my Uncle Bob decided to work on my Aunt Sis’ plumbing.  With the blow torch, he set the kitchen ablaze.  My little brother and I were left on the lawn as the firemen arrived to save the kitchen! 

So to Daddy and all of our veterans and heroes currently serving in the war, here is a great big THANKS!  We would not enjoy what we have today without each and every one of you. 

 I am sure that many of you have received the recent e-mails to send a card to a recovering soldier at Walter Reed.  This is a hoax.  Please read Walter Reed’s statement here.  Instead they list organizations that you can make a monetary donation to.

If you happen to have a member of the military in your circle or your family be sure to give them a hug today and a great big “thank you”!  If my Daddy were here I would!  So I look heavenward and say “thanks” and give him that big blue eyed dimpled smile that he could never resist!  Daddy loved his baby girl!  Right back at ya, Jarhead!