Off in a field along a busy state road in the middle of our trade territory rests this lone silo.
I don’t pass that way often, but when I do I’m always sure to seek out the silo and quietly give thanks for the men and women who have served our country. I remember that when I went to college, so many my age went to war. I’m reminded that a veteran is someone who, at one point in their life wrote a blank check made payable to “The United States of America,” for an amount up to and including their life.
Do you know the origin of Veterans Day?
In 1918, on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, an armistice, or temporary cessation of hostilities, was declared between the Allied nations and Germany in World War I. November 11th became a federal holiday in the United States in 1938. In the aftermath of World War II and the Korean War, Armistice Day became legally known as Veterans Day.
Even if you miss the 11:00 symbolism, this weekend and always we hope you’ll take a minute to thank a veteran for their service and sacrifice. We certainly don’t know them all, but we owe them all.