I Celebrate My Favorite Veteran On This Day

It's days like this that I get a bit melancholy. Because days like today. Veterans day I do think of all the men and women who made a decision to dedicate their lives, or a part of their lives, to me. To you. To us. They served. They committed. My favorite Veteran? My Father. Captain William F. Shutts. Army Air Corp. Who for months and months got up in the morning. Gathered his life. Took a jeep ride out to the flight line. Crawled inside a B-25 along with his crew. And did what was expected of him. Every day. I can't imagine what when through his mind each day he strapped him self in the left seat of that bomber. Knowing that this could be the day that he just didn't come back. And he was willing to sacrifice that. For us. For me. I don't know today if I could be that strong. Actually it's kinda embarrassing that I feel that way. Today I went to the closet. Pulled out his flight jacket. Held it in my arms. Even put it on for a moment. Funny because it fits perfectly. And I don't really feel like I have even earned the right to put it on. So I pull it off quickly and hang it back up. I miss you my Father. Thank you for what you did for me. For us. You are my Hero.