Veterans Day Saved by a Pink Towel

I am a 'Daughter of the American Revolution' and 'A Daughter of the Confederacy' what these titles mean literally is: my family fought in wars.

It didn't stop there. Both of my grandfathers, great uncles, daddy, and all of my uncles are all veterans. To say that I am intimately connected to Veterans Day is an understatement.

My family's service in defense of our freedom and, ultimately, our country, has spanned out over seven wars. Including the Alamo with Davy Crockett (yes, he is actually a cousin) and World War II as people heard the voice of Winston Churchill (he is also a relative).

I'm not attempting to name drop (even though it may seem that way). I am attempting to portray exactly how close my family has been in the battle for not only our freedom, but for freedom, in general.

Today is a day set aside to remember all of our veterans and I just want to say, "THANK YOU!"

We may all be speaking Spanish, German, Japanese, Chinese, or Russian as a native language had it not been for your bravery.

I spent my day cleaning and spilled a bucket of cleanser, I was saved by a pink towel. I don't even like pink and it really wasn't a big deal in the grand scheme of what others have sacrificed. Our country, the United States of America, has been through so much and my relatives have been on the front lines of that struggle.

 

"O! say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?"

This is a poster from 1945

I won't cry over spilled buckets. 

Freedom & Bravery,

Emily Ann Selden