I grew up knowing that death had almost touched my family before death had ever touched my family. My dad was seriously wounded in Vietnam before I was born. From a young age, my little sister and I knew he had been hurt in something called a "war," although we didn't have the contextual understanding to know what a war was. We just knew that my dad had lost his legs there and that we were all happy that he came back alive.
Many of his fellow soldiers were not so blessed. It wasn't until I moved to Washington, D.C. at the age of 18 and saw the Vietnam Wall and Arlington Cemetary that I truly understood how many soldiers had given up their lives and ongoing health upon their returns to protect our independence and freedom. And I remain to this day in awe of the incredible selflessness underlying that level of sacrifice. Knowing that countless soldiers voluntarily risk their lives daily to protect us makes me want to continue striving to be the kind of American whose freedom is worth protecting.
Anyone with a heart believes that war is a terrible thing. But I was given a slightly different perspective by my father, someone who had barely lived through one. Before I could walk, I was riding in parades on the 4th of July and Veteran's Day. I smiled and waved back at all the people beaming on the sidelines waving the pretty red, white and blue flags before I even came close to understanding their symbolism and significance. I grew up listening to my West Point dad talk about "duty, honor and country" and the importance of serving our great nation. For 37 years, I have watched my dad live and breathe his passion for serving our great country through civic service, political roles and grass-roots assistance to other veterans.
I still think war is a terrible thing. But it's also easy to forget that war is often a necessary outcome when good is not allowed to prevail through diplomatic relations or when nations protecting the "greater good" are forced to intervene to prevent those representing the "greater bad" from accomplishing it.
My dad's die-hard patriotism, my grandfathers' military service, the ongoing military service of my cousins (and the sacrifices made by their families) and my observations on the wars I've observed from afar as an adult have taught me that there is value to war. There is value to the collective, organized engagement of strong nations in battles against injustice. The value of war, or at least the threat of war, is that it reaches deep down into the hearts of patriotic men and women everywhere and calls them to serve our country, protect our freedoms and thwart the occurence of the "greater bad." And soldiers who experience that calling, as my father did back in the 60s and as my cousins continue to do in a world plagued by the kinds of heinous threats we face today, do it gladly.
These men and women who protect us wake up every day with a deep desire to protect our independence and freedoms. And I know I represent all patriotic Americans when I thank them for their service - for risking their lives and making personal sacrifices to keep us safe and protect America's independence. My father was one of those soldiers. And he has told me on numerous occasions that he would do it all again. And that makes me so unbelievably proud to be an American.
Happy Independence Day, America! Although Independence Day technically celebrates our independence from British rule on July 2, 1776, it also celebrates the patriotic spirit of America and the freedoms we continue to enjoy today. I hope Americans everywhere today will soak up living in the freedom that centuries of soldiers have earned for us with their selfless sacrifices.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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4 comments:
Go Girl !! This is one Veteran that appreciates your words of wisdom.
Thanks ....
Elizabeth, Your gratitude means more than you may think. I can't tell you what a good feeling it is just to know that there are so many Americans who truly appreciate what we are doing over here. ... THANK YOU!! Love, Chuck (one of the cousins you mentioned) :)
Dear Elizabeth,
Please know that those of us who "put it on the line" did so for people like you. Thank you for the wonderful words and gratitude you've expressed. You make me proud to have served in Vietnam with your dad.
Best wishes,
Chris Russell
Elizabeth,
We have been away, but just read this touching entry. I thank you for acknowledging the ongoing sacrifices made by MANY. Your dad is one of our great heroes, has always been a motivation for our family. You girls are inspiring as well, living as a family touched by war as an in-between generation.
God bless you all.
Charlene, as in the cousin
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