Ever tempted to lose your faith in the essential goodness of human nature? Worried that our country is irreparably divided? A flight across the country with a group of iconic war heroes from long-term care facilities can do wonders for restoring one’s faith in humanity and hope for the future.
As I reflect on Memorial Day and all those who have bravely put their lives on the line for our freedom, I think of the veterans who reside in our facilities, and how we shouldn’t consider them veterans just one day a year.
Nearly two dozen Clemson University students and employees delivered care packages to a nearby veterans nursing home on Saturday — and they brought something younger vets say their older counterparts don’t get enough of: recognition.
More than 100 of the frailest residents of California’s largest veterans long-term care facility were evacuated this week amid concerns that rampant wildfires in the area could be detrimental to their health.
I don’t need hair. That’s my big takeaway from spending a morning with wise and wonderful Fernald recently. It’s not what I wear, or having a scalp as arid and vegetation-free as Death Valley. It’s being kind and having love in my heart that counts. That’s what he said, emphatically, while jabbing his finger my direction, so who am I to argue?
Every year about this time, I tell you eagerly and often weepily about “The Trip.” The one where 12 veterans, many of them from World War II and living in long-term care, get to hop on a plane to Washington, DC, to see first-hand the memorials created in their honor. This time I’m happy to offer it in video and still shots.