Dear American Soldier (past and present),
Thank you. Two words that are so simple, yet convey much more. As I watched my neighborhood's parade, mingled with neighbors, swam with my family, and enjoyed a cookout with a fireworks show; I know that you are the reason I was able to do those things. Your sacrifice, which is enormous, is the reason I'm free. Our country has its problems, but all in all we are a great nation. While the two words are the only ones I can offer, the depth of my gratitude is far reaching. My children are free to do many things, some of which I wish they didn't do, and make choices. The fact that they CAN make choices is a simple reminder of your sacrifices. On this, our 237th birthday, I'd like to say, Thank you for my freedom, and the freedom of my children.
Sincerely,
Tracey Huffman
Thursday, July 4, 2013
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