Today I offer a prayer to my favorite veteran- my late husband Kenneth.
I honor him and his service to this country even when I had watched him lived his life day-to-day, wracked with pain from the illness that he suffered after serving in the Army in Vietnam. He was only 20 when he enlisted in the military, just a kid really, but returned a man aged by the experience which never left him till he died.
What ever everyone may think of the war — it may have been the wrong war and the wrong place at the wrong time for the wrong reasons — but he and many other Americans who went there, went there for the right reason. They went there because they loved their country, and their county had asked them to go.
Here's a salute to you, Ken!
