Recently (yesterday) I was sitting in a Cracker Barrel restaurant right at the entrance from the shopping area to the dining area. In walked an elderly gentleman with his wife. He was a stranger to me but what struck me was he had a Vietnam Vet hat on his head. I suppose all of the news about the American sniper had put me to thinking, but for whatever the reason, I reached out my hand for a shake and said, “Thank you for what you did in Vietnam.” He looked surprised for a moment and then responded, “It was tough. I spent thirty-two days sealed in a 55 gallon drum.” I said thank you again for his service and he walked on. Maybe that little bit of appreciation helped him to have a better day. I don’t know. But this I do know: a lot of men just like him went through things that I can never fathom. Whether WW2, Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan or wherever it may be; the rest of us owe a debt of gratitude to those who have served and sacrificed to make America safe.