I'm an older man and the goings on these days can be something that triggers some not so pleasant emotions but yesterday I became almost a bit teary eyed. My Wife, Daughter and I were having lunch at a local cafe and there was a very elderly man in a wheel chair sitting by the door waiting for his aide to pay the bill. Sitting there quietly with his navy cap from WW2 with a few little pins and medals pinned on it...I was just excusing myself from my family to walk over and shake his hand and tell him how much I appreciated his sacrifice when his aide finished paying and got to him and they left...I've seen him before and maybe I'll get a chance to shake his hand another time...but my heart was touched by something that brings no protests, no yelling, no smoke bombs, etc....just a wonderful minute of being near someone that has given it all during a time the Country was not ripped apart like it is now.
The waitress is a friend and I asked if he came in regularly..she said every Thursday to meet with other POW's...we had not noticed but the special events room had probably 20 other men of various ages..all vets and all former POW's..just touched us as we enjoyed the freedom to sit in a cafe and have a meal. It all sort of brought me back to reality.