In a few hours, I will be out at the Fox Lake, Illinois, train station for the Veterans Day observance by the American Legion, if we don't get blown away. It's unseasonably warm, but the winds are howling.
Yesterday, I went to the Marine Corps 237th Birthday Breakfast at the Legion in the morning, with all the tradition that entails and all the Leathernecks. We had five World War II veterans and nine Korean War ones, all at reserved tables.
Then there was the cutting of the birthday cake with the first piece being split by the oldest Marine present (WWII member of Chesty's Marines) and the youngest (on active duty) to show the continuation of the Corps.
That night, we went back for the annual Veterans Day Dance, featuring the 17-piece Lakes Area Swing Band, playing all those great Big Band songs. A highlight was the couple dressed like what you would expect in 1945. I just have to wonder how many of the Greatest Generation stood at the bar in their uniforms back then.
Thank You Veterans!! Semper Fi!!