
Memorial day is very special to me. its the day we honor the men and women who served our country. It's a day when we should thank the soldiers still out there, serving us as Americans.
It's always been a day for me to remember some of the soldiers closest to my heart. Especially my Grandpa; Grandpa Tickle.
You may wonder why I call him that. well I'll tell you.
Grandpa Frank Larsen Barney had a stroke when I was about a year old. From the time that I could remember him he always had slurred speech. He always lived with one of my Aunts, he always sat in the same chair, he always had a blanket over his legs, and he was always watching a movie. I loved him immensely and still do. Whenever we went to visit him he would always give us a big hug and a big whiskery kiss on the cheek. He had a mustache. That's why we called him Grandpa Tickle. (my dad doesn't shave everyday so we always tease him that he should then be called Grandpa Itchy.)
Along with a hug and kiss there is one sentence he would always say, and I hate to admit (as I get all emotional here) that its the only one I can remember him saying clearly. He would always say "good man, good man."
Its my opinion, now, that it was his way of saying "I love you, and I am so proud of who you are."
Grandpa served in the army; PFC Frank Barney. He served in the Battle of the Bulge and was shot in the head. His helmet probably saved his life. I still remember the dent in his forehead, the one he had for the rest of his life. He came so close to never coming home, but I truly believe that the Lord had a hand in the saving of his life.
Grandpa was a history teacher; I think I have him to thank for my love of history.
Most of all his service to our country makes me proud to be an American. Proud to live in a place where I get to be whomever I want, and to worship God in whichever way I would like. This truly is a Promised Land.
So here's to those who serve and have served. Thank you.
Thank you for leaving your friends, your families, your wives and your children. Thank you for being in places that are strange and often hostile. Thank you for suffering out there for all the freedoms that we take for granted. Thank you for getting shot at so that we are safe. Thank you for your courage and bravery. We love you.

