He didn’t know Robert Sanders, who served in the Navy, nor did he ever meet Raymond Jackson, who was in the Navy during WWII. He never had his Jeep serviced at Ken’s Garage, or heard any of Ken Sculley’s lessons from Vietnam. But on a cool December day, Jacob and thousands of other folks were out placing wreaths and taking a moment to remember Raymond Jackson, Ruben Mendelsohn, and other veterans at Leavenworth National Cemetery.
Whenever you start to believe the “news,” and become discouraged because the world seems out of control, this is one of those places and moments that reminds you otherwise. These folks bring you back, encourage you, and make you feel like things are alright! Because they are out here showing respect, and you realize then that respect has not been lost, that goodness still reigns in the hearts of so many, that you are surrounded by people who care and ask nothing in return.
Lt Col Eloy Martinez of Fort Leavenworth spoke of our nation as “a shining beacon of freedom,” but Saturday I saw many small beacons in the faces of those people who gathered in a field for simple acts of respect. Their love for America and for others warmed the hillside and rippled out across the land. They knelt in the grass at the headstones of family members, they held hands and circled the grave of a friend or parent, and often they just read the history of a stranger they never knew, but who they knew answered the call when their country needed them. I saw it and know this is true - Respect is alive and well. #respect #veterans #honor #patriotic #wreath #wreathsacrossamerica