Last month we observed Veterans Day, a time to honor all of our veterans. It was originally called Armistice Day, when Allies of World War I signed an armistice with Germany on Nov. 11, 1918. That war was supposed to be the war to end all wars.

The name was changed to Veterans Day in June of 1954 to honor all veterans. By that time, the United States had participated in two more wars. I was born during World War II, after which people hoped that there would be no more wars. Here we are, 70 years later, and people are still marching off to an endless war. Families and friends are still left behind, hoping and praying that their loved ones will safely return. Some of our brave men and women do return safely and some don’t. After all these years, nothing has changed. Nobody talks about “a war to end all wars” anymore, because they know better. How sad.

Margaret Messinger

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