We are a 1% family – but for a different reason other than the current (and stupid) “financial inequality” Progressive debate roiling political discourse. No, we are not part of that 1% (and not the 10% either – keep sliding downscale, folks). No, we are the 1% because the Eldest and the Youngest have served in our armed forces (US Marines and US Army, respectively). We are one of the relatively small number of families who have had an immediate family member serve, and we have two (three, if one wishes to count the Eldest’s girlfriend – she served in the US Navy).
I sit here on the couch, in the still quiet of the morning and by myself (with one of our two dogs cuddled up next to me) and think, once again, “I am the lucky one”. Both came home (Iraq and Afghanistan) and in both cases, TMEW and I had the pleasure and excitement of greeting them after hours long flights in Bangor, ME where many of the overseas flights stopped for refueling. Sure, they had to get back on and head to their bases, but we got to see them – and some of the changes that the theater of war had wrought.


