tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195872198408438324.post5524075760473723091..comments2023-04-12T04:14:54.467-05:00Comments on With An Angel On My Shoulder: Lest We ForgetTerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08427090425449970893noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195872198408438324.post-42603437820746584202008-11-14T23:56:00.000-06:002008-11-14T23:56:00.000-06:00Shea is right, we don't do much here. :( Though ...Shea is right, we don't do much here. :( Though this year my city decided not to pick up our curbside trash or recyclables on Tuesday since it was the holiday...that's new. My dad is an Army veteran (he didn't fight in a war, but still) and my uncle was in the Army Air Corps in WWII. My FIL was in the Navy in WWII. Fortunately, all three made it home safely. I would not be here if my grandmother's first fiance' had not been killed in WWI.<BR/><BR/>It's a couple of days late, but to all the veterans...THANK YOU!Joc(e)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13309253879590149177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195872198408438324.post-90945506520724661272008-11-12T20:57:00.000-06:002008-11-12T20:57:00.000-06:00I love this poem. Americans don't really do much f...I love this poem. Americans don't really do much for Remembrance Day (veterans day) and it makes me sad. We always had a school assembly and I played trumpet at the town monument.Sheahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10613961164925396170noreply@blogger.com