Regarding Soldiers, Police, Firemen, etc.
I passed two soldiers recruiting in Flatbush today and after speaking with them briefly and thanking them, returned some time later with a gift bag of chocolate and a cold drink (Valentines day was a good opportunity for thanks in either event) in addition to a handwritten letter. Unfortunately they were gone by then, but I’d like to share the letter.
Today is my birthday and I want to give something to you. You give to all of us here every day. You give your strength and time, your bravery and courage, and sadly but proudly, sometimes your lives so we can live ours.
When you come back from war, you may fight your own war against PTSD, adjusting to home, and more. I can never thank you enough for all you do.
It’s a tradition in my family to give others a blessing on your birthday. I bless you and your brother soldiers with continued strength, physical, mental, and emotional, both on the battlefield and back home. May you all merit a safe return home and a speedy recovery to the wounded. May you have many more happy and healthy days together with each other and your loved ones. G-d bless you.
Thank you for your service and welcome home. Always know someone is thinking about you during your hardest moments, when you feel alone or are in danger, and praying for your safety.
& the Jewish community of Flatbush.
2/14/18 Valentines Day
I gave a similar letter and small gift bag to a local fire station and have two waiting for the next police car I encounter today.
I believe we owe a great deal of gratitude to these individuals who risk their lives to protect ours and perhaps we can find ways to show it more often.
That’s mostly fine, except for the part about Valentine’s Day, a holiday that is both Christian and pagan and celebrates the wrong idea of love.
I’ll tell you from personal experience, the slightest gestures were always greatly appreciated. So thank you.