Being in a parade
Is different than watching one.
Being the object of admiration
Is different than admiring.
It is unsettling to receive gratitude.
It feels good to show thankfulness.
It is comforting to
Honor a hero.
It is uncomfortable
To receive honors.
We are not good at receiving,
But better at honoring others.
I have met a few heroes.
Yet, none of them thought themselves brave.
To a man each thought,
The heroes were buried beneath their crosses.
This reflection was created while riding on the Auburn Solstice Senior Community bus
during the Veterans Day Parade on High Street. There were twelve veterans
from World War II, Korean Conflict, and Vietnam War on the bus. It was a small town
parade with the local high school band leading the way.