Veterans Day

An important holiday when I was growing up. A Navy family and all that. My mother lost her brother, to whom she was especially close, at Pearl Harbor.

When I was in the service, hitchhiking with your uniform on was guaranteed to get you a quick ride. I once hitched from L.A. to Philadelphia in four days. Later, in the Vietnam era, wearing a uniform might get you spat on. I think, or maybe just hope, it's not that bad any more. But a national disgrace is how poorly our veterans are treated when they return to civilian life. I think Obama will fix this.