When John Adams was stationed in New Orleans, he was a frequent visitor to the hobby shop. He was transferred to Arizona. We haven’t really kept in touch, but I did run across him on Facebook. One of his posts was particularly touching. It seems most appropriate for today . . . or any other day.
“I went to the Arizona State museum today. At the same time was a holiday outing of elementary school children. I was walking through the WWII exhibit when I came upon the room dedicated to the USS Arizona. While I had my hand on a piece of salvaged hull, I felt a small tug on my jacket. It was a small girl who looked up at me and said “Thank you for your service”. I had to leave because I didn’t want the rest of the kids to see a soldier weep.”
Thank you, John.