My grandfather, Martin Gordon, served in World War II. During D-Day he was shot while storming the beaches under heavy fire. His best friend was killed beside him and fell on him, ultimately saving his life. Somehow my grandfather survived while his entire battalion did not. My mom had not yet been born yet. If my grandfather didn’t survive, I wouldn’t exist. It reminds me that none of us are here by accident. We are here because someone sacrificed, someone served, someone fought for the freedoms and opportunities we now have. Not just with words, but with a truly grateful heart, thank you to all who have served and sacrificed for our country. We have because you gave! This Memorial Day, may we never forget the magnitude of their sacrifice or take for granted the gift of life and freedom we’ve been given. God bless!