So many vets to remember. My late wife's dad was with the infantry at the Battle of the Bulge. My living wife's
dad was a teenage Army cook in World War One, and was gassed in the trenches and never entirely recovered
his health, though he was a cheerful and well liked guy around his farm town in NE Missouri. My Uncle Dick
was at Tarawa, the first major amphibious landing in the Pacific, which was deadly on-the-job-training; he was
a landing craft officer and received the Bronze Star. My dad was a YMS (yard minesweeper) skipper in the
Philippines during WWII. I was a minesweeper radioman in the combat zone off the DMZ in Vietnam. Thank you
to all who did service in uniform.