Sometimes there are no words…

I’m taking a little break from sharing out about my classroom today so I can share a few pictures and thoughts about the big event from my weekend–greeting the airplane from my father’s “Honor Flight” trip to Washington D.C.  For those of you who are unaware of this amazing program, I encourage you to visit their website to learn more about what is being done to honor our veterans.

More about the Honor Flight Program

My dad is a World War II vet who served at the very end of the war and was in Japan when the bombs were dropped.  He was scheduled to be on the ground in the next wave of soldiers when they got the news about the bomb–and he is certain that he and his fellow soldiers would have met the same fate as those before had this dramatic change in the war not occurred.  To watch these 100 soldiers get the kind of treatment and respect they deserve after all these years was moving beyond words.  He came home emotional and exhausted. . . and I just wanted to share a few pics from the experience.
He’s back!  

My dad was the first off the plane!  I was so excited that I couldn’t take a clear picture!

Thousands of people showed up!
Here he is with my sister Deb–his “guardian” for the trip.  Can’t lie.  I was jealous.

It was a long day for the 100 soldiers–all of whom are in the mid to late 80’s.  They were at the airport at 4:30 and returned to their heroes welcome after 9 pm . . . and had toured the monuments and more in DC throughout the day.  It was an incredibly moving experience for all involved.  Thanks for letting me share . . .