Thank You For Your Service
Today I had an appointment at VA Clinic. While sitting there waiting, I noticed an older gentleman in a wheel chair pass by. On the front of the chair there was sign. The sigh read something to the effect: WWII Vet, 93 years old. I didn't read the rest. There was no reason to. I was soon called in to see the Doctor and passed by this Vet on my way in. After finishing with the Doctor I exited the room into the waiting area. The Old WWII Vet was still there. I then approached him with a smile on my face and reached out my hand say; "Thank for your service." He extended his hand and shook mine with strength and vigor. As we spoke for just a moment, I was aware that his voice was strong and clear. He was high spirited and happy. I couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed. I am more often than not, not very happy or cheerful. I sometimes feel sorry for my self and 'am selfish. I hide inside and avoid social interactions. As I sat alone after our brief encounter, I thought about my Father, his service in WWII, and my Uncles who had also served during WWII, Korea and Vietnam. I am honored to have met this WWII Vet today.