Veteran's Day

We had three kids loaded into the red wagon all bundled up shielding their eyes from the bright sun. It was parade day. To say that it was sunny would be deceitful, Oregon winter sun is cold...very cold. We made our way down to the parade route with all of the other townsfolk. Once we found a break in the sidewalk Kyle Beth, Brayden, & myself all sat on the curb to get a better view...& when you're four years old having a good seat to chase the parade candy is always a good thing. The little boy sitting with his family next to us was holding a bucket of cheetos & it was clear that he enjoyed them as he gave me a big cheesy faced smile & pointed to the oncoming motorcycles. A fighter jet flew overhead & the kids gazed in excitement (while covering their ears). We were celebrating all of our local (& national) Veterans. One of these days the kids will understand that weight of that celebration & Kyle Beth will be able to thank her daddy for all of his hard work & service for our country. So to all of our Veterans our there...I express my sincerest, heartfelt thanks.