Veteran’s Day (Remembrance Day / Armistice Day / Poppy Day) is typically a day that is held in high regards for many people, so too is it here at The Guardians. We remember those who gave their lives to protect us during the conflicts of the 20th century and beyond, and to those brave men and women who continue to heed the call to service to protect those whom they do not know.

Myself being a former Military Service Member I also hold this holiday in high regard as not only have I lost friends in the line of duty, but come from a long line of patriots who have served. There are also many current and former TG Members (too numerous for me to list here) who have also served, and whose family members have served. Each of us can probably remember a family member from years past who has served, most notably being the World Wars, and to that we give honor and remembrance.

Today, November 11th, we give honor to those who have shed their blood, given their lives and whom have put their lives on the line for their fellow man. To those who have served and died in the line of duty since World War I, we salute you and you will always be remembered for your sacrifice. To those who currently and have served, we salute you for being willing to lay your lives in the defense of others.

*Salute* to my brothers and sisters whom are serving or whom have served.

*Salute* to those who support those whom serve.

We live our daily lives free and safe because of those who have served and are serving now.  We owe you everything we have.  Thank you.

To all that have served and for those who continue to serve I salute you. We are free because of your sacrifices.

Nothing I can say can truly express how thankful I am to all our active duty and vets out there for their service.

Thank you all for everything you have done.

Thanks to all the Vets out there.  The Guardians salute you!

And thanks to Duck for honoring them with this awesome graphic... because sometimes words just aren't enough.

Glad you like it.

Hear hear!

On this day I remember my grandfather who flew 68 successful missions as a pathfinder pilot in the second world war for the Royal Canadian Air Force. They were only allowed to fly a total of 65 but because his crew came on late and he refused to stop and stuck with them to make sure they got home safe.

He later died test flying a prototype plane after the war when my father was only 7 years old. To the grandfather I never met but will always remember.

/salute