END OF THE TRAIL

"No memory is ever alone.  It's at the end of a trail of memories, a dozen trails that each have their own meandering paths." 
 - Samuel McCord

I have come to the end of my own trail ...

It was bound to happen sooner or later ... and so it has.

My last stop along my  

DON'T BUY MY BOOK! Blog Tour

Come with me to the blog of Chrys Fey

http://writewithfey.blogspot.com/

Chrys asks me some fairly unusual questions, and I reply in kind.  :-)   

Or at least I try to be entertaining!

Have I saved the best post for the last?  That is up to you to decide.

The ghost of Mark Twain even lends a hand in the proceedings.  Do not miss it.  

Or he might haunt you ... even bringing the ghost of H.P. Lovecraft with him!

VETERANS DAY

Is it also now the END OF THE TRAIL for Patriotism?

Many do not even know the difference between MEMORIAL DAY and VETERANS DAY.

Memorial Day, on the last Monday in May, 

is when we remember and honor men and women who died while serving in the military.  

Veterans Day, on November 11, 

is the day to thank all the men and women who have served in the military during wars and peaceful times.

Kaepernick and other NFL players now sit during the anthem of the country 

for which their fathers and grandfathers died ...

all because our country is not perfect.

Yet, our country was even more flawed when the black 54th Massachusetts Infantry won praise 

for its heroism during the Civil War which resulted in terrible loss of lives.

After the Civil War, 

the Buffalo Soldiers carried on the brave tradition though America was terribly prejudiced against them.

By the beginning of WWII, 

blacks put increasing pressure on the government

for equal treatment for their race in the military and thus was born the Tuskegee Airmen.  

Their fantastic bravery and accomplishments paved the way for integration into the Air Force. 

Now after a century and a half of hard-won battles for better treatment for blacks, 

Kaepernick and others, 

who earn millions of dollars due to the valor and bravery of those thousands that went into the hail of gunfire to win them this opportunity ...

like pouty child-men refuse to honor that sacrifice and sit on their ... aspirations during the anthem.

The graves of their forebears is hallowed ground, 

and they sully it by pouting and sitting like sulky children during the National Anthem.

And they are praised.

Patriotism is dead or at least in the I.C.U. of American culture.

What do you think?

And don't forget to visit me at the blog of Chrys Fey today!