I know Memorial Day is a day to honor those who’ve fallen in service of our great country. But even those who come home alive from war, or serve in peacetime, sacrifice much in the process. In that spirit, I’d like to honor the forefathers in my family who served through the horrors of war, and are now enjoying the eternal peace of their Savior’s Kingdom. Easy enough with a quick look at the bookshelf.
The flag honors my grandfather Edward Ryser. He was deeply impacted by his time in the infamous trenches in WW1. He came home alive, but not without some emotional and physical wounds that he’d carry for the rest of his 92 years.
The bronze bust honors Kathleen’s dad, David Tubridy. He wouldn’t talk about it much, but he was part of the logistics/operations on the ground supporting D-Day and the subsequent advances. He also returned home alive, where he continued serving in the NY Fire Department before then building a successful law practice.
Today, we honor them and all who have sacrificed much to provide a foundation on which our families stand. May God bless them and may God bless America.
