Thursday, November 10, 2011

The Non-Holiday

            It should be right behind the Fourth of July.  It should be held in higher regard than all the rest.  There is no reason for it to be forgotten.  Parades and ceremonies and fireworks simply are not enough.  This is a day to truly be thankful, a day that should be met with football and giant dinners and family gatherings.  It is the one day that should never be taken for granted.  Today is Veteran's Day.
           The company I work for, like most companies theses days, does not recognize today as a day worthy of remembrance.  It is a normal Friday.  The union, as willing to accept dues as they are to concede recognized holidays, does not consider today a day worth fighting for.  I wear the American flag stitched upon my work clothes, but can not recognize the heroes of this country without a sick day.  The men and women who have fought and sacrificed for my rights and freedoms are not worthy of a day of recognition according to many, my company, it's customers, Local 807, and most of the rest of country included.  The beginning of Summer is more important.  The "unofficial" end of Summer is more important.  A fictitious fat man in a red suit is more important.  Watching a giant ball descend a pole while partying with friends is much more important.  The veterans of this country are not as important as these things.  However, without them we would not celebrate such frivolous matters.
            For many years, I hunted with my father on Veteran's Day.  We used to meet in the morning and drive to the Delaware Water Gap and walk the fields there in search of small game, pheasants and squirrels mostly.  We never mentioned that it was a holiday.  We just walked the woods together.  Spending time together was enough, no hoopla.  As my parents left New Jersey to reside in the slower pace of Pennsylvania, my father and I still made plans to meet on Veteran's Day to walk the same fields.  Times have changed since those youthful hunts.  The holiday calendar at work has grown lean on what is considered an important or allowable day off.  I, at one time, resorted to sick days to keep the tradition of hunting with my dad on Veteran's Day going.  Recently, I have used seniority and vacation to ensure that this day is spent with family.
            My father is a disabled veteran of the Vietnam Conflict.  He carries many scars of all kinds with him.  There were years when those scars took their toll not only on him.  I lost some years to those scars, too.  The loss was of time and chances to make memories and I refuse to allow that to ever happen again.  My children take pride in the fact that their grandfather was a soldier and fought for this country.  I will not allow them to lose the opportunity to make memories of time spent with their grandfather.  They proudly celebrate this day knowing they are, in some small part, connected to it.  It is his day and he should have it.  He has surely earned it and continues to earn it, everyday.
            My story is only one of thousands, perhaps millions by now.  My experiences of the effect of war and the cost of politics and freedom are merely a blade of grass in a meadow of such experiences.  All of those stories deserve a place, a day of recognition, a moment to reflect and remember, and a small word of thanks.  These stories are attached to lives, to families.  They can not be allowed to fade from the memory of a nation.  They have sacrificed for every American.  They have earned their day. 
            Who wants to be the one that takes their day away?  Who wants to be the one that allows their memories to fade?  Who wants to be the one that keeps their stories from being told? 

             It will not be me.  Mine is but a small inconvenience compared to their scarifices.  It will not be me.

8 comments:

  1. Tales from Tammy Lyne sent me.

    My father was an older man and had me later in life. He was also a World War 2 vet. He used to tell me many, many war stories as a young girl.

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  2. You've touched my heart, as always!

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  3. Tales from Tammylyne sent me

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