Men of Honor, Faith and Family
I have been so gifted with the presence of men of honor, faith and family in my life. Recently, as I was working on our family tree, I realized how the men on my family were so extraordinary, each in their own way. My grandfather, leaving his country of birth as just a child, to embark on the biggest journey of his life since then. Could he imagine how his life would be when all he could see was vast ocean? How he embraced his new country and became naturalized. Worked hard at an honest job and met a good girl and got married. How they had a strong family, of both women and men who all went on to serve his adopted country against foreign enemies. How proud he must have been, and yet, a humble man, who quietly loved his family by his little touches. How when times were poor, he would walk home from work, and on Friday take a different route so he could pick wild rhubarb as a treat for everyone's dessert. How he loved us, the grandchildren, as we played near his chair, as he sat in ...