Most of my life, I never considered mine to be a military family. We had picnics on Memorial Day, but it was more or less just a family day. Veterans Day came and went, with not a thought toward any family members who served.
It really wasn’t a topic that we discussed.
I did know we had veterans in my family. My mother’s sister, my Aunt Max, was a member of the Army Nurses Corps in World War II. While serving at the 115th Station Hospital in England, she met my Uncle Gerry Bosscher, an orthodontist from Grand Rapids, Mich., who was an Army doctor.