Every year I post my father’s Veteran’s Day essay. Dad was proud of his country and his service to it. He also understood what the United States meant and means to the rest of the world. Dad died in 2013 and is buried in Washington Crossing National Cemetery, just a couple of miles from where George Washington crossed the Delaware on that fateful Christmas night. I think Dad would like that he’s that close to history. Miss you, Pops.
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