Irrespective of the politics that direct them, we honor the uniform and the service. We respect the sacrifice.

It retrospect, maybe my post was inappropriate. I'm not sure. way off topic. My father died a year ago. I never had the life he had. He always liked clothes but being a product of the Great Depression, was never willing to make a splurge, until very late in life. I remember rescuing him from a nursing home a couple of years ago. Before i got him out he said to his roomate "My son always shops at Brooks Brothers". His elderly roomate nodded approvingly. they knew the indulgence and approved. But coming from a family that valued thrift, and I assume others as well came from that background, I wonder about our indulgence. And I stand in rank astonishment at those who grew up in the Depresion, were called to service in WWII and then, just at the start of their careers were called up for three more years in Korea. Greatest generation hardly describes it.
      But the kids today.......my gosh. service indeed.