The Vet on Veterans Day

the vetThe daughter and I hit up Stop ‘n’ Shop a few hours ago. We needed ingredients for tacos; a couple of apples; some juice; noodles.

On the way into the store, we came across a Korean War veteran. He sat in a folding chair; was probably in his late-70s. He was wearing a winter jacket with a thick hat. In front of him was a barrel—he was raising money for his local VFW, which funds different charitable endeavors.

My daughter gave him some money, then we stood and chatted. He was a nice man from Yonkers; a guy doing his duty, trying to make a difference in a world where it’s hard to make a difference. He was soft-spoken and kind. Happy to have folks to chat with.

As we spoke, I thought of an old Twilight Zone episode. There was a guy who did something wrong, and he was imprisoned to a year of being completely ignored. The government affixed a seal to his forehead, and you were required, by law, to pay him no mind. As the time passed, he went crazier and crazier and crazier and crazier …

Too often, this is how we treat our veterans. We see them, in their hats, with their cards, in their wheelchairs, asking for money—and we ignore them. Today, at the supermarket, I saw one person after another after another pass this honorable man. They would peek from the corner of an eye, hoping to avoid at all costs. They didn’t want the guilt, I suppose. Or the embarrassment. Or the awkwardness.

It was heartbreaking stuff. Truly heartbreaking.

Eye contact costs nary a cent.


2 thoughts on “The Vet on Veterans Day”

  1. Jeff,

    As a Desert Storm Navy Veteran, I want to say Thank you to you and your daughter, not for the donation, but for taking the time out of your day to simply talk to a Vet. I think you and your daughter made this gentleman’s day, by acknowledging that he existed.

    To often in our busy lives we neglect the simple pleasure of stopping and just asking someone how their day is.

    You and your daughter are the people that we veterans had the honor of defending.

    thank you sir.

  2. I don’t know, seems like this post implies that veterans are all old guys sitting by the road asking for money while wearing signs saying they are veterans. Veterans are just people like everyone else, and we talk to and interact with them all the time. I think the phenomenon you were witnessing was people feeling awkward about having to walk by a guy asking for money for something they didn’t want to give to. I’m guilty of the same behavior with Girl Scouts outside the grocery store, but I think they survived the trauma.

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