While I am not a veteran, I respect and honor all those who have served in uniform over the years. It has been my honor to have been a small part of the parade in NYC a couple of times, and to head up some events at the NASDAQ on Veteran’s Day. I’ve even marched in or helped out a time or two with the Indianapolis parade.
I’m blessed to have met a number of regular readers from here and from Blackfive over the years, and I salute you all. And, per my usual posts there and here, Veteran’s Day is the right day to thank for service and to honor the living (Memorial Day is for those who gave all).
Yesterday was very different from years past. Instead of being involved in events (and raising a glass with real Vets), I spent it going through years of things getting ready for my yard/pre-estate sale this weekend. I was actually surprised at how many assault packs I have, and will be selling them all along with a tactical briefcase and other odds and ends. Lots of clothing and even some artwork. There are some antique tools, a modern drill press, and a grinder/motor stand that is a bit unusual: it was made from scrap at an aerospace machine shop. It is a bit rugged, shall we say. I’ve even decided to sell a few mementos given me over the years. I have no children to give them too, and would rather see them off to a good home while I can rather than risk them hitting the garbage can once I’m gone.
Today I hope to hit the storage unit one last time before spending the afternoon and evening at the Church. I have a meeting with a nun who knows a great deal about liturgics who may be willing to help me as I learn about the same, then Vespers and a class. Also, borrowing two folding tables from the Church for the yard sale. Tomorrow will be spent on final pricing and preparation. Friday morning I roll things out and the adventure begins. If you are in or near Indy and interested, drop me a line and I will give you the addy.
Finally, don’t limit your appreciation of Vets to Veteran’s Day. All this week is a good time to buy a meal on the QT, buy a drink for them, or do other things to say thanks. For some, simply sitting and listening to them is the best and nicest thing you can do, especially our older Veterans.
Getting hit by lightning is not fun! If you would like to help me in my recovery efforts, and to start a truly new life, feel free to hit the fundraiser at A New Life on GiveSendGo, use the options in the Tip Jar in the upper right, or drop me a line to discuss other methods. If you want to know some of what it is going for, read here. There is also the Amazon Wish List in the Bard’s Jar. It is thanks to your gifts and prayers that I am still going. Thank you.