Thank-you to my Grandpa Brown. You were in world war 2. You cooked food for your company. That didn't mean you weren't experiencing horrible sights. But you came home and continued to be jovial and out going. Thank you for marrying Grandma and building a life together with your four kids. For overcoming the horrors of war and death to teach your children about faith and life. For continuing to protect your community as a police man and sharing your deep bass voice with the church choir. Thank-you Grandpa Brown.
Thank-you Papaw. Thank-you for being a spunky young man who wanted to serve his country so bad in the Korean War that you lied about your age. Or maybe you just wanted to get off the farm and see the world. Either way, thank you for your service. Thank you for coming back to the hills of southern Indiana and living your life. For rising ho against your own struggles. For being willing to drop bad habits. Thank you for being generous and fun. Thank-you Papaw for never having expectations and always offering grace. For providing a city girl with a little bit of country each summer.
Thank-you Dad, for serving as an airplane mechanic. For stepping away from the familiar and serving your country. Thank-you for meeting my mom and getting married. Thank you for having the courage to rise up from bad choices and rebuild a new life. For being friends with mom after you separated. Thank you for making space for us in your new family. Thank you for showing me the importance of family. And that family isn't just one unit. But that it's a complex organism that can have a lot of different parts. Thank you Dad for serving our country.
Thank you to all veterans who have sacrificed their lives. Either in battle or on A,erican soil. Thank you to your wives for being willing to be second to your Country. Thank you to their children.
Thank you to all those who have fallen for my freedom.
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