I wish I would of had a digital camera twenty five years ago.  I would have pictures to show you. In 1991 my Granny and I visited The USS Arizona Memorial.  It was a humbling experience.  I still remember riding on the boat that took us to the site.  It was surreal.

Having had a son fight in a war, having had grandparents in World War II, my dear wife, Carrie, and I are rather dumbfounded when it comes to the remembrances of military conflict. I suppose one reason we so enjoy spending time near Wilmington, North Carolina is that Camp Lejeune is near.  There is a military presence and a reverence for our men and women in uniform unlike we have around Southern Indiana.  We appreciate those in uniform.  We thank them.  We need them.  We don’t remind ourselves until it is too late too often.

God Bless our men and women in uniform.

Speaking the rights…

Danny Johnson