I am struggling for words today. I want to honor the Veterans in a special way but nothing seems to measure up to their courage. I want to honor my father but I just miss him too much to write about him today. Yesterday I had the incredible good fortune to spend some time with a few new friends who happened to serve in the Marines as well as a friend of theirs who serve those Marines and other Veterans to this day. For today I will hold onto Tony’s smiling face for he gave me a piece of my dad back yesterday with his kind words and funny stories. And I will hold Pete’s selfless actions as he is owed so much more for his kindness and outreach to our veterans. I will always remember standing in the park yesterday as I watched the Warrior’s Watch Riders, those who welcome newly minted veterans home, stand at attention raising their flags, lowering their heads honoring those left behind and those yet to come. I wept yesterday for the kindness showed by the Veterans, the honor they exhibit now as they did then, the remembrance of all our veterans and truly felt they were speaking to me, about my father and for my father. I healed just a little bit more thanks to the wonderful people I had a chance to meet yesterday. For that and their service I am eternally grateful. Welcome Home, God Bless and Happy Veterans Day!