At 6'3", my son choose to serve his country on a submarine.
I was lucky enough to see his boat arrive in Port Canaveral, FL.
I wish I could transfer my feelings so everyone could experience what it feels like to see them come in. We lined the riverfront cheering them on. I will never forget the site of them standing at attention on the top of that sub...Goosebumps!
One of the great things about living on the east coast is I get to see my son more often. I have met many men and women who serve us in our military, and their friends and families.
We will never know the full extent of their sacrifices.
I am grateful to know them. |
