My father served in the Navy in World War II, my son served two tours of Iraq -- one with the Marines and one with the Army. By the grace of God, both returned home alive. I won't say safely, as my father brought home demons from his experiences that he battled for the rest of his days. I can only hope my son is spared those trials in his life.
But a great many other men, and women, did not return home, having given their lives in service to their, and our, country. This day is set aside to honor them and their sacrifice.
So take a moment amidst the races and barbeques and beach goings and such to say thanks to those who gave everything so that we may enjoy the little things in our lives.