A guest post from Leigh DeLozier
Much of the media’s attention lately has been on the elections, and rightly so. But let’s not forget we’ve slipped into November and that next Sunday, Nov. 11, is Veterans Day. It’s one of those holidays I know I’m guilty of not paying close enough attention to, even though I certainly should.
As the WWII generation ages and leaves us, I think many of us tend to forget what a gift they gave us through their service. Here are a few numbers to help put it in perspective:
- 16.1 million Americans served in WWII, with an average time of serving overseas of 16 months.
- An estimated 292,000 U.S. soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines were killed in battle during WWII.
- A total of 405,000 U.S. military servicemen died in WWII, either during or outside of battle.
Those are sobering numbers, and they don’t even take into account the sacrifices made during all the other conflicts the U.S. has been involved in. They also don’t reflect the numbers of Americans who have served during peacetime, but were willing to go to battle if needed. For example, just from my own personal connections …
- One great-uncle served under Patten in WWI. He drove a tank and carried shrapnel in his skull for the rest of his life (which was long-lived, fortunately).
- Another great-uncle was taken as a German prisoner of war during WWI. He was in the prison camp at the same time his brother was in an English hospital recovering from the shrapnel wounds.
- My godfather participated in the D-Day campaign.
- Several other men in the church where I grew up were also WWII veterans. I don’t know all of their stories, partly because most of them never wanted to talk about it. But I always knew they were heroes.
- One of my uncles was career Navy. Another served his Navy time in Ireland.
- My dad is a Coast Guard veteran; my father-in-law was an Air Force veteran. Several other friends – or immediate relatives of friends – served in peacetime or were part of the campaigns associated with Desert Storm.
Even so, I’ll never truly understand the stress and sacrifice they and their families go through because I haven’t been in that spot myself when a loved one is on the line. But I can remember to say “thank you,” I can teach my children what these people have done for us, I can pray for our military and their families.I hope you’ll remember to do the same. And if you have close connections with someone currently serving in our military, I would love to know. I’ll add them to my prayers.
Leigh DeLozier is a corporate writer and editor by day and freelance writer by night. She works on her middle grade and YA novels during her kids’ music or dance lessons, while waiting in the car rider line at school, or when the rest of her family is sleeping. She loves any kind of chocolate, is addicted to Beth Moore Bible studies, and drinks entirely too many Diet Cokes. She blogs about writing, books, and her life with Christ at www.leighdelozier.com. You’ll find her on Facebook by searching for Author Leigh DeLozier or on Twitter as @lbdelozier.