As I was picking up material for a project at Home Depot I had the privilege of meeting a true hero.
I came across him and I suppose his daughter in the paint aisle and, upon coming to him, something said for me to shake his hand and thank him for his service.
It was then that he informed me that he flew 25 bombing missions over Europe at the beginning of World War II and then said that he was one of 18 who returned home from his squadron of 80. I told him that it was a blessing from God that he was able to return home of which he agreed.
Driving home, as tears welled in my eyes, I realized that this man was a true hero, knowing that the odds were against him and his fellow airmen but these men were willing to fight and die for the cause of this great nation without thought of themselves.
I also realized, as we as a country “celebrate” Memorial Day, we really don’t understand from the standpoint of one like him who was there and lost friends as he had.
May God bless all who serve and have served and scrificed and those families who have given in service to the United States of America.