My father was a drill sergeant in the Army. He poured water down my nose to get me out of bed once. My Dad's favorite saying "it plays hell,he plays hell or you play hell". I've seen the faded scars of war on my Dad's back and I think he was in hell.
Today I also thought about our forefathers. They pitched crates of tea in a bay screaming freedom. They fought their brothers to better a nation and abolish slavery. They opened their arms to others being beaten down by unjust tyrants. Their lives were not easy and still they worked hard.
As we go shopping in the coming days we should ask ourselves where the money is going and who's war machine we could be supplying. It's a small thing that each of us can do to help serve our nation best interest. I'd like to think it will help support the men and women that watch over us.
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