If you don’t live here, you won’t understand what I am about to say. There is nothing like hearing the jets fly. Some of you stopped right after that sentence and thought back to a time when you were mesmerized by the sounds and sights of these jets.
This is part of our everyday life. I will never forget the time shortly after I moved here, that we came out of Wal-Mart and the jets were flying. There were five or six of them and they were taking off, landing, and taking off again. They were flying so low that you could literally see the pilot in the cockpit.
There are some days when the jets fly that it is so loud, you have to stop your conversation until they pass. You will never hear one of us complain. We know what that sound means. I know that it’s those times when I say a quiet thank you to those men and women who spend their life protecting ours.
A couple of years ago, we went out to the air show at Kingsley Field and the boys were lucky enough to climb up and sit in one of the jets. They got to talk to the pilots. I don’t know who was more excited, the kids or the adults.
To these men and women who have dedicated their lives to protect the people of America, I want to say thank you. I am so thankful to live in the land of the free and the home of brave. It would be easy to become complacent and forget about the sacrifices made by our soldiers, but not when you live here and are reminded in the coolest way possible! Your sacrifice is not lost on the people of our town
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