I don' t know when I wrote this, but it has been cobbled together for years now. In its last incarnation, my grandson Skyler was 18--now he's 26 and an officer and his mother would still make him cookies every day if it would keep him safe. It would be easy to make this a political post, but this is neither the time nor--right now, today--the place. I've changed my mind on many things over the years, and my own patriotism has taken a hard hit, but the things here--they're the same. Thank you again, veterans.