For my family, this is always a day to remember my Uncle, Lieutenant Joseph V. Murray and his family. He was was a member of Attack Squadron 85, Carrier Air Wing 11 aboard the Aircraft Carrier USS KITTY HAWK (CVA-63). On February 18, 1966, he was the pilot of a Grumman Attack Aircraft Intruder (A-6A) over North Vietnam when his aircraft crashed. His remains were not recovered.
To this day, we still don't know what happened to my uncle. He continues to be on the MIA list. We don't know if he ejected and was killed, taken prisoner, or went down with his aircraft. What we do know is that he was so excited to fly that aircraft and serve his country. He talked of it for years before he could sign up, he went to college with the purpose of flying and dreamed of being an astronaut when finished in the Navy. His wife, Suzie, and Son, Jeff (18 months), were left to pick up the pieces and always wonder what truly happened to him.
Uncle Jo is one of thousands who have paid the cost to keep our country safe and to protect the freedoms we enjoy today. Joe and all those who came before and who have come behind and their families have given sacrificially to us.
So today, like everyday, my Dad will fly those flags that represent our freedom, our sorrow, our loss and our hope in a nation that was built on Godly principles. I pray that you too will stop for a moment to reflect on the sacrifices that have been made over the years by these brave men and women and say a prayer for the families that continue the legacy of their service member.
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.
It is with a grateful, humble heart that I say, Thank you to those who have given.