A few days ago the New York Times ran an article on the front page about special operations conducted on foreign soil. Today those men and women are more at risk thanks to someone’s idea about the public’s right to know. Today, Veteran’s Day, the front page of the New York Times could not spare the space to say thank you to the men and women who risked their lives to provide them with the freedom to exercise that right.
Maybe I’m just getting melancholy in my old age but when I watched Vice President Cheney lay the wreath at the Tomb of the Unknowns today I got teary eyed. I then saw a tribute that grade school kids were giving to veterans and again had a misty moment.
My thoughts went back to a day many years ago. After weeks of treatment and rehab I had been released from Balboa Naval Hospital and having nothing to wear but my uniform I walked down to the bus stop to make my way to the San Diego Airport. When it was my turn to get on the bus the driver closed the door before I could board and drove away. Reaching the airport later that day I was in line at the ticket counter. A young person, about my age at the time, came up to me, called me a baby killer and spit on me. Finally I was on the plane, on my way, not going home but going to my next duty station.
Today I received an email from my daughter. It said simply, “Happy Veteran’s Day!! I love you both very much and am proud to be your daughter.” You see, my wife is a veteran too. As I sat in my office, alone with my thoughts and memories on this day, I quietly put my head down on my desk and cried.