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Grateful American

Some people would believe that I'm not a very grateful American.  I believe that there are a lot of things wrong with our country and I'm vocal about it.  That's the thing I'm most thankful for about being an American.  I can protest and inform my representatives about the things that are wrong in America. If my representatives don't do the things I want, I can vote for new ones.

These freedoms are invaluable to the way that I live my life.  I believe in this system.  I also believe that our veterans should be celebrated and cared for by our nation.   Despite this belief, I don't believe in " freedom isn't free"  It is a horrible misnomer and simplification of an important concept.  Our military follows orders, orders that could protect our freedom.  It's important that they be willing to go where they are ordered and risk their lives.  The fact that our nation has struggled repetitively with proper and effective support of our allies through the usage of the military does not take away from service supplied by our veterans. 

I believe that all people that serve our communities and allow them to function are invaluable.  I am grateful for them. 

Gary Sinise shares his story and where his gratitude for these people comes from.  This story does an amazing job of entertaining, informing and inspiring.  It is everything that one could want from a memoir.  If you read his memoir because of your interest in his current work with the Gary Sinise Foundation, you will be filled with passion, inspired to service, and informed of the different ways that many programs help and came to be. If your interest is in his tv and movie work, you will get entertaining stories and connections.  The same can be said about his work with Steppenwolf.  The book left me wanting to watch a ton of movies, plays and volunteer.

I can't wait to get back to my work and service.  I want to be doing my part to help others. I have two interviews next week.  Hopefully one will lead to working again.

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