I am also thinking of family members like my father who served in WWII, Korea, and twice in Vietnam. I was born soon after he returned from the South Pacific. My father named me after my uncle who was killed in the South Pacific. My uncle's name was Marlin, but he did not like the name. He went by the name Monte, and that is the name my father choose for me. Thank goodness, he did not
pick Marlin. There is a VFW post in Wyoming named for my uncle. My family has a long tradition of military service. My father and I had a six-month overlap in Vietnam. All of his brothers except one served in WWII, but uncle Monte was the only one killed. My brother served in Japan during the war.
Many members of my family continued to serve either on active duty or in the National Guard. My oldest son is an Air Force officer stationed with over 20 years of service.
I think we tend to forget some of the non-military people who served in their own way. My mother, for example, was an Army wife for two military career officers and sent her son off to Vietnam (me). Even the children, the military “brats”, make a sacrifice when their parents serve their country. Now my grandchildren must sacrifice whenever my son has to leave home for an extended tour of duty. I
salute them all-the dead and the living heroes and thank them for their service.