Thank A Veteran

I never identified with the kind of person who would take up arms to defend a cause.  I never thought of myself as a person who would die for an idea.  

I wondered what it took to create that kind of dedication to something other than a loved one. I never doubted that I'd throw myself in front of a tiger rushing at their faces.  I couldn't imagine that a concept could have that much power.

I stood in awe of those who took an oath and swore to protect me and the Constitution, all at the same time.  I never worried about my safety; the world's mightiest military stood between me and any threat.

Plus, who doesn't like looking at a dress uniform on a ramrod straight body?  I know I do.

So I am now and always have been grateful to Kevin and Terry and Aaron and Amy and everyone else who is the kind of person who can care enough about an idea to put their life at risk.  

But, as democratic norms crumble, I'm beginning to understand the urge.