Maple leaves, cloudy skies, parades and elections. All part of the November landscape in central Connecticut.
Read an interesting and somewhat unsettling article about a marine who has returned home to CT, and is struggling with the challenges of getting his medical needs addressed after being shot by a sniper in Iraq. And wouldn't you know it, it was the end of his tour. It was a different twist, spin on what a veteran is today. Not our fathers and grandfathers as they were when we were growing up. Escaping wars.
We had a few guys visit the Ch Oak school to help with Veteran's Day tribute, one from WWII and other other Vietnam. Made me realize that I should expect to be older and more gray than veterans I meet going forward. So now, I will pause...on my Veteran's Day holiday and say a prayer for those men and women. Those who choose to serve in that capacity. Thanks also to Frank and Oscar and Tony and Roy...and the thousands who have gone before.
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