Last Veterans’ Day I sat in an auditorium at Lamar Christian School in Purvis, Mississippi, where my daughter attended school, while a ceremony for veterans took place. One of the presenters was a little  girl who read a letter about her grandfather. I got to meet him after the ceremony. He still wears gloves from his injuries. I think the letter speaks for itself:

My Granddaddy, My Hero

My Granddaddy, Buster Crider, grew up in a small town in Alabama. When he grew up he joined the Navy. He drove U-Boats during the Korean War. My Granddaddy’s U-Boat was attacked and he was shot in the throat. He got a purple heart for being wounded. A purple heart is an award to those who have been wounded or killed in the military. He also received a Bronze Star Medal for bravery.

My granddaddy has served God by helping others in our hometown and state. He has been a member of the International Lions Club for over 40 years, and served God by helping those with eye problems and others needing glasses. My Granddaddy is my hero because he helps me with most of my work , and is a great man.