On this Memorial Day we take a moment to honor those who sacrificed for us and our country. Many did this without volunteering. They were plucked from protected lives to be placed into danger a world away. My own Father in Patton’s Army, Normandy, Battle of the Bulge, my Father in Law, uncles and my husband, a combat engineer in Vietnam, unusual for our peers. As a physician I often write of the sacred trust I feel when caring for (a better phrase than just treating) our veterans. Those who died in service or because of previous service, deserve this solemn day of recognition, even while no longer here to know our gratitude.

WWII and Korean Vets abounded in my early career. Now many are from Vietnam service and even Desert Storm, Afghanistan, Iraq wars. Each one has a unique story and they all present humble, not arrogant. They walk into the clinic with their various insignia hats, shake strong hands, look people in the eye and let us know they are up for this new battle. Last week a Vietnam veteran served the same year my husband was there. He stopped the conversation, put his heavy hand on my arm and said, “When you go home, Doc, tell your husband, ‘Welcome home'”. The camaraderie is fierce over 50 years later. They have no fear of the cancer and take it all in stride. Most were simple teen boys when they were called and their lives were changed forever. At 70,80,90 or even the unfortunate younger vets, with injuries and service families and dogs, they bring a profound force into this space. They are always grateful. They brush off side effects of therapy and they trust.

It is a privilege everyday to witness. I may give treatments and counseling, but even more heartfelt is my utmost respect. On this Memorial Day, as we celebrate the opening of Summer with family and friends, and fly the flag, please remember to thank a veteran. God Bless our men and women in uniform and the many who will follow in their steps.