I went to a country bar (I know!) for the first time last weekend with one of my best friends, A. We met a young man stationed at Pt. Magu.
We were in that alcohol induced hazy, lovey, you're so great stage (you know the one). He was talking about being in the service and I said "thank you for what you're doing, here's to you." [insert bottle clink].
This young man was really well spoken and intelligent (despite the haze) and he said "You don't have to thank me. I'm doing this for me."
Well [insert name here if I remembered what it is] I beg to differ. You may have signed up for you, but in doing so, you signed up for me, my family, my friends, my neighbors and everyone else who will spend today in the company of loved ones.
By you signing up voluntarily, you made it possible for Phil to be here with us, planning tonight's burger fest and brewing his own beer.
Thank you to all the men and women both stateside and deployed who will not get to be with their families today.
Thank you to all the family members left behind. May your loved ones return to you safely and soon.
And to our friend G, who is in Iraq for his third tour, we miss you! Tyler needs his Wii Boxing partner. We've got the grill lit and beer on ice.
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