As a kid growing up in the sixties...everyday at school...we stood at allegiance,faced the flag,and recited the pledge of allegiance.EVERYDAY.I remember even now,as young as the first grade...how proud of my country I was. And how proud, and decent , and humble the veterans of,WW1, WW2 and Korea were. And the day my oldest brother got his draft notice for Vietnam,he got a deferment.But his best friend didn't and he died there.And the day they all came home. And setting in school wondering if it would still be going on when I graduated. Things changed after that war.

Just sharing the thoughts that generated.