A few nights ago, I was on the road, and away from home and was hoping to see my favorite TV Show "Dallas". For some unknown reason, the thought struck me that I might stop by a Veterans of Foreign Wars Post. I knew they generally have television sets and various amenities such as billiard tables. This particular V.F.W. Post that I stopped at had its neon sign lit with the word "OPEN" flashing brightly. Although I am not a veteran; I wish I was. I was too young for Vietnam and too old for Desert Storm. However, I've had ancestors and relatives in every major war or conflict from the Revolutionary War to the present day. Nearly all of my uncles served in World War II, yet all but one is deceased. My one surviving WWII uncle is now age 89.
Anyhow, on that pleasant evening, at the V.F.W. Post, in a town that I prefer not to name for privacy reasons: When I walked in, I realized that the only soul there was the bartender: a nice young lady who is aged 25 with a child and she is due to be married soon. She invited me to stay and told me my company would be 'welcome', and encouraged me to flip the television on to the TNT Cable Channel, so I could see my "Dallas" TV show. I was pleased. I asked her if I could do anything, such as buy a meal or whatever ? She said they didn't serve food there. I saw a pool table, but I left it alone. I asked if I could buy a bottle of beer? She said "Sure". It made me ponder how very blessed we are to retain our Liberty.
After my television show ended, I gazed around at the walls of the V.F.W. Hall. It had old photographs of men standing alongside aircraft from the World War II, Korea, and Vietnam era. No doubt many of those gentlemen are deceased. A plaque hung on the wall depicting the raising of the American Flag on Iwo Jima. My impromptu visit to the VFW, gave me fresh insight into thanking those we may not know personally,and those we will never, ever, know for our diverse Freedoms to come & go as we choose and to enjoy Life itself.