Well here it is memorial day and as usual my thoughts
have gone to the Veterans.
See my first husband Jack was wounded in Korea.
They took out the bullet that was lodged in his back and
he returned home and we were married.
I had known Jack since I was 5 so it was no surprise
that we wed.
He was big and strong and always healthy.
Well, except for the regular things like colds and
headaches we thought nothing of.
One day 5 years later Jack complained of one of those
headaches and decide to go to bed to sleep it off as was
his custom to do.
He never got up again. He died of a cerebral hemorrhage.
You see when he was shot as I said they took out the
bullet but what they didn't know about was that that was the
second bullet not the only bullet.
Jack had been shot twice in the exact same place and all
those years that first bullet unknown had traveled through
his body.
They said that that was what was actually the cause of
his severe headaches and eventually it caused the
hemorrhage.
I guess that's why I have this feeling on Memorial Day.
So I wrote a note that I sent to those I know because
the ones that should hear it are no longer here.
Its my thank you ....
It is unimaginable to me of what my life would be
like without the sacrifices that have been made by unknown
numbers of men who gave of themselves.
They went into service. Some volunteering and some
volunteered.
Some lost their life's and were never to return to their
families, friends, loved ones or what would have been their
life's .Some carry still the memories, the scars and the
tears. Some traveled to different lands and some stayed in
their home land, each doing a job their government said must
be done.
These sacrifices must never be forgotten.
There's nothing that I can do to repay them.
There's only one thing that I can do and that is to
never forget and say a simple Thank You.
love, JoAnn.
