Seems like just yesterday it was veteran’s day. (Actually, 3 weeks ago.) Every year on November 11th I’d spend my lunch hour out on the street watching the Veteran’s Day Parade and cheering for the men and women who have served our great nation. My husband is a retired Marine and I like to show my support. Since I’m no longer working, I didn’t get to do that this year. 😦
However, there was another celebration going on that touched me even more personally. My father is a WWII Vet and he was honored by the Fort Gibson, OK school system in their Veteran’s Day ceremony.
His great-great niece helped present him with a wreath as the entire auditorium stood and applauded. It brought tears to my eyes. (Still does.)
Budo G. Perry is 88 years old. He was one of the youngest men in his unit and was an anti-aircraft gunner. i.e. he shot down planes. The ole country boy was pretty good, too. He served in 6 different campaigns and spent 3 years overseas before finally coming home with the Purple Heart.
He has a harder time getting around now, but his spirit is just as strong as ever. I’m extremely proud of my father for not only serving our country, but for being my dad. He’s a great role model and I love him dearly.
May God bless all the veteran’s and God Bless America!