Sunday, November 11, 2018

Sunny Day, Veterans Day...



The sun is a welcomed sight this morning.  It is completely still out there in contrast to our strong winds and wind chills we had yesterday. The cloud patterns are light and scattered with all the cold air that is up there.


My first memories of an awareness of Veterans Day were when I was four or five years old.  My dad would talk about it as he had just returned from France and Germany five or six years earlier. I can still see him pointing to the old calendar in our old farm house.  The war was very fresh in his mind being in the “Battle of the Bulge” and shipping out immediately on a boat at the end of the war. As a young boy I didn’t understand why he wanted to talk about it all of the time.  He was still talking about it to me his last days of life in a hospital emergency room. He saw horrible things and let his guard down in filtering what had happened. Thousands of Americans died over there, fighting until the job was done.


Our moving into record breaking cold temperatures has been somewhat discouraging. Our average temps at this time should be in the low 50’s but 29 degree F. is our reality right now.  We have a visiting son from Maine for the next couple of day, who had attended a college football game with his old college buddies. As he says, they are in their 40s now so the partying will be a little different. The ISU game was won and the huge crowd somehow kept themselves warm. Our son flies out Monday morning so we get to go see the airport again. I enjoyed picking him up late at night and now we can see it in daylight. So when we hear a jet go over we can say we actually know some one on that plane.

Thanks for stopping by today. Have a great day.

1 comment:

Far Side of Fifty said...

War is hell and many saw it during the war.
Pat Barney for me:)