Yesterday Jamie and I drove to Atlanta with my Mom amd Dad. While traveling he and I were talking about his time overseas. He had started at Auburn and shortly after arriving there was drafted. He spent time in some of the most well know battle grounds in the Pacific. He was in Guadalcanal and Espiritu Santo in the Hebrides. Then on to Leyte and then finally in Cebu on the Philipine Islands. Recently he went to Washington D.C. on an Honor Flight along with 135 other Veterans.
He is the last of that greatest generation of men who went to war and sacrificed everything to provide for our American way of life. His generation is one of self-sacrifice. He has always been that way. Even today, he would give before thinking of himself. What a heritage to leave behind for future generations. A heritage of sacrifice for something bigger than oneself.
On this Fourth of July, I celebrate my father and all those who have given their lives in service to our country. My dad, a Godly man represents the love of our heavenly Father better than anyone I know. I thank God for all the heros that helped make our country the beacon of freedom that it is today.
