When I was growing up in Chicago during the 40s and 50s, Nov. 11 was Armistice Day, and a whistle would blow at noon to remind everyone for a minute of silence to honor our veterans from WWI.
In 1954, Congress replaced the name Armistice Day to Veterans Day to honor veterans of all wars (WWII and Korea). I was drafted into the Army in 1954, and I injured my knee and had surgery at the Fort Ord California hospital and was in traction for several weeks. In my ward, there were veterans from WWII and Korea with body casts, and they had these casts for several years. I no longer felt sorry for myself.
To this day, I stand when the American flag goes by in a parade with my hat off and my hand over my heart. I sing the national anthem at all sporting events. I'm proud of our servicemen who protect our country.
Salt Lake City