Yesterday, I went to a send-off ceremony for WWII vets from Wyoming who were participating in the Honor Flight, which helps fly vets to D.C., to see their memorials - for free.
The ceremony was at the Taco John's Event Center in Cheyenne, Wyo. These old vets gathered with their families and friends to listen to military, state and city officials send them off to the WWII Memorial on the National Mall.
It was moving. Servicemen and women, some in wheel chairs or with walkers and oxygen tanks, were finally going to get to see the really spectacular monument to their service.
As they filed out of the TJ's Center down an aisle flanked on either side with flags, I stood at the end watching and trying not to cry.
Patriotism gets me every time.