This Veterans Day tribute goes out to the two most important men in my life, my father, David May, and my son, Nicholas May.
My father served in the Navy from 1964-‘68. If I could write down all the stories I’ve heard from that proud man, I could make a book out of them. He took the discipline and hard work ethic he got from the Navy and built a wonderful life for his family that he should be very proud of. To this day he holds his head high as only a veteran can do, and I’m proud to be his son.
As I write this my eldest son Nicholas is going through bootcamp for the Marines. Watching that boy grow into a man has been a blessing. His patriotism started early, and I couldn’t be more proud of him. His letters from bootcamp at first broke my heart, but as I got more and more of them, his attitude and commitment to what he’s there for became more positive and I now realize that he is going to be one fine Marine. Knowing that on Nov. 2 he will become a U.S. Marine a week before this comes to print will be one of the proudest moments of my life.
This letter is coming from an old sailor myself who considers himself very lucky to be in the middle of these two fine men. Three men from one proud family to have served this great nation with pride and honor.