The Good Book says that it is more blessed to give than receive and, the plurality of American voters notwithstanding, I agree. This year, Dad and I are doing something a little different. A long time friend of mine, and Ricochet member Liz Wirth, manages a motel down in Titusville, Florida. Each year, the motel coordinates with Mr. George Taylor, President of the National Veterans Homeless Support organization, to provide a room, hot meals, entertainment, gifts, and friendship to area homeless veterans. This year, Liz had some help, since my son Benjamin and his fiancee, Peggy, just relocated to the Orlando area.
So with the opportunity to visit with Benjamin and Peggy, and take the Ride of Pride to an event honoring our veterans, how could Dad and I say no? Christmas Eve, we pulled the rig into the parking lot. Since we are under a load, space had been set aside for the truck and trailer. Vets came out into the parking lot. They gathered on the balcony. They stood up from their Harleys. Cameras were aimed at the truck. And when we shut down the engine and climbed down from the cab, they applauded. It did our hearts good to see the faces of men and women who served, and who live a hard life today, light up at the sight of a show truck that was shined to perfection in their honor.
For Dad and I, this has been an extraordinary treat. We spent Christmas in the company of heroes, and while we are grateful to have contributed in some measure to their Christmas this year, it is we who have been given the gift of spending this special day with these very special people. What a wonderful way to spend Christmas.