As for me, and I'm sure many others feel the same way, It was my honor to serve my country.
Mike
Same here.
I usually celebrate it as I did yesterday, by going hunting. There were several years back in the 50's when the Iowa pheasant season opened on Nov 11--which was also my mother's birthday. (She was 10 when WWI ended.) But she never minded if we went hunting, as long as we came home with pheasants and/or rabbits. And when I go through 40+ years of hunting notes, I find that Nov 11 has often been a particularly good day in the field. Tougher day yesterday than most. But then we don't have the pheasant numbers we used to. Three of us managed to collect two roosters. All 3 carrying Brit doubles.
