Two years ago, my sweet Nana made a request for her birthday, to take Papa to see the World War II memorial in DC. The whole
fam packed their bags and headed to DC for the weekend. (mom, dad, Lee, Kai, and I all crammed into one room at Embassy Suites...it was interesting but worth it. Thank goodness for happy hour in the lobby!) It was hard to grasp the significance and importance of such a trip being young and having never lived through a world war, but seeing Papa's eyes well up with tears at the site of the memorial was enough to make me understand. He fought for our country at the same age I was piddling through college more concerned about my weekend plans than my future. I think our generation can learn
alot from our grandparents: hard work, honor, determination, respect, pride...key items that seem to be lost in the digital world of
facebook, video games, blackberries, and
ipods. Boys actually planned real dates with girls filled with manners, corsages, and dancing cards. People took pride in their work, most owning their own businesses in small town USA. Nana and Papa have been married for sixty years and owned their own appliance store for over fifty of those years. Papa never talks about the war or his days on the battleship, but he does talk about coming home and courting my grandmother. My favorite story is when he taught her how to drive a stick shift on an old beat up ford in the middle of a corn field. Sounds like something out of a movie....
Anyways, not to be too sappy and sentimental, but take a minute to call your grandparents or thank a veteran. They deserve it!