When I was a young lad, November 11th was a holiday called Armistice Day, and in school our teachers taught us about how World War I ended in a cease fire that began on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918. My parents sometimes took us shopping in downtown Newark, and whether we were in Bamberger’s, Orbach’s, Kresge’s or any of the big department stores, at 11 o’clock they would dim the lights and ask that everyone observe a minute of silence. And everyone stopped their shopping, remained quiet, and waited until the lights came back to full brightness. Nowadays we’ve lost a lot of those old traditions, and it’s too bad.
I was commissioned as an R.O.T.C. officer when I graduated from college, and I achieved the rank of Captain. Although I never was in combat, I was proud have served as an Army officer (and as you can see, I still can fit into my 40 year old Army field jacket).
If you know anyone who served in Afganistan, Iraq, Vietnam, Korea or World War II, give them a call today and thank them for serving their country. We owe a lot to our veterans, many of whom sacrificed more than we can imagine. Say a prayer for those who are currently serving and who may be in harm’s way.