History of Veteran's Day

Veterans' Day was originally called Armistice Day and was to commemorate the end of World War I, when Germany surrendered on November 11, 1918.  On the first anniversary of the armistice President Woodrow Wilson proclaimed November 11 as Armistice Day.  It became a holiday in the United States, the United Kingdom, France and Canada. The day was chosen in an effort to remember the sacrifices that so many men and women had made during World War I.

In 1926, a Congressional resolution gave Armistice Day its official name. Twelve years later, Congress declared it a national holiday.

However, the peace did not last.  The year after Congress proclaimed the holiday, World War II began raging in Europe.  It was even worse than the first World War, with some 50 million people losing their lives. When the war finally ended, the world welcomed yet another armistice with relief and people continued to observe Armistice Day on November 11.

It wasn't until 1953, when a legislator from Kansas introduced a bill to Congress, that anyone thought to change the name of Armistice Day. The idea came about from townspeople in Emporia, Kansas, who referred to Armistice Day as Veteran's Day in honor of the soldiers from their town. The occurrence of World War II and the Korean War made them realize that peace was equally preserved by veterans of these wars - not just veterans of World War I. &nbpsAs a result, Congress adopted the idea to rename the holiday, and in 1954, President Dwight Eisenhower signed a bill proclaiming November 11 as Veterans' Day.

Today, Veteran's Day in the United States is much more of a quiet observance than early Armistice Day celebrations.  To many, it is just another day off from school or work, but to our veterans, the men and women who have served our country in the armed forces, the day has a much deeper meaning.  To them, it symbolizes the commitment they made to our country while serving in the Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force, or Coast Guard.  Since many veterans fought in wars for the United States, Veteran's Day is a reminder to us that these people risked their lives in order to ensure peace for our nation.

Some veterans bear visible signs of their service:  a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye.  Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg ~ or perhaps another sort of inner steel:  the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity.

Except in parades, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem.  You can't tell a vet just by looking.


What is a Vet?

He is the cop on the beat, who spent 6 months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuel.

He is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th Parallel.

She is the nurse, who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing nights for 2 solid years in Da Nang.

He is the POW who went away one person and came back another ~ or didn't come back AT ALL

He is the Quantico Drill Instructor, who has never seen combat ~ but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members into Marines, teaching them to watch each other's backs.

She is the career Quartermaster, who watches the ribbons and medals pass her by.

He is one of the anonymous heroes in the Tomb of the Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetary must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes, whose valor died unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.

He is the old guy, bagging groceries at the supermarket ~ palsied now and aggravatingly slow ~ who helped liberate a Nazi death camp ~ and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares come.

She is an ordinary and yet extraordinary human being ~ a woman who offered some of her life's most vital years in the service of her country, and who sacrificed her ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.

He is a soldier and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation every known!

So remember .....

Each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say "THANK YOU!"  That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been, or were awarded.

It is the soldier, NOT the reporter,
who has given us Freedom of the Press.
It is the soldier, NOT the poet,
who has given us Freedom of Speech.
It is the soldier, NOT the campus organizer,
who has given us the Freedom to Demonstrate.

It is the soldier,
who salutes the flag,
who serves beneath the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
who allows the protestor to
burn the flag!

~ author unknown ~

God Bless the Veterans of
THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA


Air Force

Army

Coast Guard

Marines

Navy
click the ensignia to hear the song of that branch of the service

 

Our Veterans have served in peace time
and in the following wars:

American Revolution
War of 1821
Mexican-American War
Civil War
Spanish-American War
World War I
World War II
Korean War
Vietnam War
Persian Gulf War
War Against Terrorism
(Afhghanistan)
Operation Iraqi Freedom


Letter from a U.S. Marine far from home


A Marine's Poem
Written by Corporal Joshua Miles and all the men from
3rd Battalion 2nd Marines, Kuwait - 2003

For all the free people that still protest.
You're welcome.  We protect you and you are protected by the best.

Your voice is strong and loud,
but who will fight for you? No one standing in your crowd.

We are your fathers, brothers, and sons,
wearing the boots and carrying guns.

We are the ones that leave all we own,
to make sure your future is carved in stone.

We are the ones who fight and die,
We might not be able to save the world,
Well, at least we try.

We walked the paths to where we're at
and we want no choice other than that.

Wo when you rally your group to complain,
take a look in the back of your brain.

In order for that flag you love to fly
wars must be fought and young men must die.

We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear.
If that's not respected, we would rather stay here.

So please stop yelling, put down your signs,
and pray for those behind enemy lines.

When the conflict is over and all is well,
be thankful that we chose to go through hell.

This stirring poem was included in a letter from a marine stationed in Kuwait dated March 9, 2003.  The marines in the 3rd Battalion were hearing about the anti-war protests at home and abroad and they were upset.  That's all the letter talked about.  Corporal Joshua Miles and his men composed the poem in response and expressed their desire in the letter that the poem be spread through the internet via emails.  I felt it was such a fitting poem that I would publish it on my website.


Although I personally was never in the military, I did serve 12 years as an Air Force wife. My father was in the U.S.Army Air Corps, and two of my sons served their country; Craig was in the U.S.Navy and Troy was a U.S.Marine. Bryan wanted desperately to go into the service, but due to a medical condition he was unable to. My other son, Russ, served in the U.S.Army. So, as you can see I am very loyal to our veterans.

 

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