Last year I wrote a post about finally
admitting that I am a veteran. Not that I was ashamed of it or
anything but for me I always have tended to downgrade what I do or
have gone through. The fact that I was not in combat somehow seemed
to negate what I had done, even when friends and family would say
nice things about my service. So though I gave up a chunk of my life
for the 1st Gulf War, I looked at it as if my service was
on a lower scale than others. Plus I'm not what I'd call a showy person, I'm not the guy you'll see wearing anything that would identify me as veteran nor do I go around talking about my time in the military. I know I did it and so do my loved ones and that's enough for me.
The thing I’ve come to learn after
all these years is that service is service. No matter what your job
was or the length of time you served nothing can take away the fact
that you served. Does this mean that I think that all service members
are now equal? No, I still put the combat veterans on a pedestal for
what they sacrificed and what so many lost. However now I’ve raised
the rest of us veterans to a higher level, not that any other veteran
cares a bit about what I thought.
So yesterday for the 2nd year in a row
I went out and took advantage of restaurants giving a free meal to
veterans. It’s kind of hard for me to believe that it took me so
long to get around to it. I mean I got out of the U.S. Army in 1995
and 2012 was the first year I really accepted a free meal? If you
knew me at all while I was in college or in the Army you’d know
that as a single guy (or separated guy living in the barracks)
wherever there was free food I could be found. When you’re not sure
where or when you will find your next hot, home cooked meal you took
advantage of free food wherever you could find it. And I did that
well. At least I've got that going for me.
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
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