Another year, and another Veterans Day.
These Americans have done the heavy lifting, so you and I can enjoy our lives, doing what we choose to do. Freedom to choose the life we want to live, in part, is the fruit of a strong military, and these folks are it's backbone.
It's a tough job, but someone has to do it. That someone wasn't me. I didn't volunteer. I haven't seen the horrors of war.
But I have friends that have.
One life-long friend, is a retired special forces operator. He was the tip of the spear during the first gulf war and has a bronze star, among many other citations, for his exemplary performance.
He is a good father, a good husband and a good friend.
And on our behalf, he was a great killer.
Something he still has to deal with, and with little support from the VA.
It has been a long, hard road back from Iraq for my friend, and he almost didn't make it. It took a lot of hard work on his part, and the love of his friends and family, to pull him through.
Maybe if we'd loved-up on David Long, he wouldn't have felt the need to hurt people at the Borderline.
Now, this is not the place for a rant about how the VA, is or is not, doing it's job, or that some 21 veterans commit suicide everyday; but this is the place where, we at the Coast, can express our deep appreciation for their service on our behalf.
Love-up on a Vet today—and everyday.