Thank you to my grandfathers, that my daughters do not know what an internment camp is, and never truly will.
Thank you to the soldiers who are trying to make a world where no child ever does.
Thank you for my daughters having never heard an air raid siren, for the sight of a plane in the sky being something exciting.
Thank you for making war something that hasn’t touched the shore of our country for many years, so that we can help the same thing start on other shores, in other places.
Thank you for using your hands to defend, to feed, to rescue. To dig wells and build schools.
Thank you for having the bravery to put your lives on the line for the future of your grandchildren
Thank you. We remember. And we’ll make sure they do too.