Thank you for your service. What service?

 

Why is it that when I wear my Nevada flag cap with the bighorn sheep pin out in public people call out: “Thank you for your service”?

It doesn’t even have the military-style sprays of sagebrush beneath the yellow “Battle Born” banner, nor any scrambled eggs on the bill.

Do people not know that Battle Born simply means that Nevada became a state during the Civil War?

So what service are they thanking me for? Service in the Civil War? And, if so, on which side? Do I really look that old?

 

 

 

 

8 comments on “Thank you for your service. What service?

  1. ronknecht says:

    Thanks for your service as a columnist.😀

    Sent from my iPhone

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  2. Steve says:

    Maybe they think you are a one star something or other?

    If memory serves, you did serve in the Air Force (?)

  3. Maybe I should flash my peace symbol made of a one baht coin by a jeweler in downtown Nakhon Phanom.

  4. That is hilarious. A kind cliche. People can’t wait to salute the flag at any cost.

  5. Steve says:

    You should, it’s part of what made you who you are today.

    John L. No kidding. I have veteran plates on my car. I did one term and Nevada acknowledges it. It gets me better parking at some places and discounts at car washes, but that “thank you for your service” bit gets old fast.

    Really can’t complain because I am old enough to remember how we treated Vietnam vets when they came home. Still that phrase just seems forced, somehow.

  6. Linda Sanders says:

    Big chuckle elicited here!

  7. Bill says:

    These days, to a certain extent, the “thank you for your service” has become a reflex saying much like “have a good day”. It is often said without much knowledge of what or when or why the service happened. It certainly is much more welcome than the greetings we received in the 1960 and early 1970’s. Don’t know what a baht was worth when you were in Thailand, but in my time it was about 5 cents.

  8. Yep, 5 cents and it would, indeed, buy a nickel bag … more like a golf ball-sized hunk of seeds and stems wrapped in newsprint.

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