Showing posts with label Veterans Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Veterans Day. Show all posts

Friday, November 11, 2011

Veterans Day 2011

On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, an armistice, or temporary cessation of hostilities, was declared between the Allied nations and Germany in the First World War, then known as "the Great War." Commemorated as Armistice Day beginning the following year, November 11th became a legal federal holiday in the United States in 1938. In the aftermath of World War II and the Korean War, Armistice Day became Veterans Day, a holiday dedicated to American veterans of all wars.
History of Veterans Day

Thursday, November 11, 2010

A Veterans Day Thank You

First of all, to everyone who served, thank you.
To all in the area who have served, thank you. The first one to come to mind after the terrible news yesterday is 19 year old Dakota Huse of Greenwood, who was killed in Afghanistan Tuesday after an improvised bomb exploded near him. The young Marine made the ultimate sacrifice for his country.
The next to come to mind is Andy’s son Dean who is in the Air Force and will be leaving soon for Afghanistan. God bless you and be with you Dean.
To everyone else who has served: Mayor Lo Walker, thank you sir.
People who comment on My Bossier whom I know have served, G.R. and DieHardDano – thank you both.
To Sammy Wyatt, thank you.
To Andy’s other son Phillip and to my grandson Tyler who both serve in the reserves, thank you. I certainly haven’t meant to leave anyone out, and I know there are a lot of you out there. These were just a few that came to mind.
Two of my special heroes when I was a kid were my two older brothers.
The oldest joined the army when I was 5 years old. He was on a troop ship to Korea when the truce was signed on July 27, 1953. He was serving in Germany in 1956 when our dad died from a heart attack. It was tough on him, he couldn’t come home even though as the oldest, he felt responsible for the family.
That’s the way it worked back then.
Dixie Lewis Wells Jr 1935-1968
In 1957, when I was 10 years old, my other brother joined the marines. He stayed in for 10 years, settled in Southern California where he lives today. He was here for a visit last month. We had a great time, mostly talking LSU football.  Even though he lives right in the big middle of USC country, he has never wavered from his love of the Tigers.
John David Wells