I never forget this day.
I've been bringing in my camo jacket (with medals a ribbons pinned on it unofficially), from when I was a Navy Corpsman during the Gulf War, to work for the past 7 years.
I use it as a reminder to those I work with to take at least one minute from their busy day to remember a veteran in their life. I post a sign saying as much (with a caveat that it NOT be me they consider, but someone close to them, within their more personal life).
The liberties we have now are most certainly because of the sacrifices of the brave men and women of our armed services of the years. Going back as far as the Revolutionary War, to the Civil War, WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, Gulf War, Iraq, and Afghanistan (and any others I may have unintentionally forgotten).
Were it not for this long history of soldiers going to battle for the beliefs of the United States, we simply would not have the rights and privileges we have today.
I consider it an honor to have served and wouldn't trade the experience for anything. The kinship vets share regardless of whatever duty they saw is a bond of brotherhood that transcends barriers.
I offer a sincere thanks to those who took the time to respond to this thread and those who though of or maybe even called or visited with a veteran in their life.
-Sal (USN, HM3, 1989-1993)