11-11 11:11

[mdlbear]

It's exactly 11:11 now. At the eleventh hour of the eleventh month in 1918, the guns fell silent after the bloodletting of World War I. When I was young this was called Armistice Day; now it's celebrated as Rememberence Day in some places, and as Veteran's Day in the US. It's a day to remember and thank and praise the ones who served, and still serve; the reasons they went aren't important.

Dad served in WWII, defending Britain as part of what later became the US Air Force. He never talked about it that I can remember.

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[technoshaman.livejournal.com]

Grandpa served in the 101st Airborne in Normandy; he was one of the first Americans to hit France, in the wee small hours of June 6. He was also, we believe, at Bastogne; he never talked about that, either, but we still have the appropriate "I was there" hardware...

Dad did a four-year hitch in the Navy right out of high school, serving at San Diego Brown Field, later in Japan, and finally flying recon Super Connies out of Guam, doing much the same thing that that crew that came down off Red China a few years back was doing....

He never talked very much about the work either, mostly about stuff he did when he wasn't on duty...

But go they did, and did us proud.