Today we had our school assembly. The old vet got up and mumbled his lines and was incoherent for much of his speech. I was so proud of our students - not one snicker, not one smile - just absolute, respectful, silence.

When the students started reading their poems, I started to feel a little shaky. When the choir raised their voices, the tears just rolled down my face. I was thinking about the soldiers in Fallujah and how hard it is for their families. I was thinking about all the innocent lives, lost. I was thinking about how my own family contributed three generations of soldiers.

I have a very sincere question to ask. I have my father's medals. Should they just sit in my cedar chest or would it be appropriate if I wore them at a Remembrance Day Assembly?

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