The American Legion remains stalwart in reminding us that freedom has never been free.

As a kid, we enjoyed going to the cemetery on what was then called Decoration Day. The fun started watching World War One Veterans fire their guns in salute to the veterans who had served their country and buried there. Once the shots were fired, it was a race to see how many of the spent cartridges we could claim, then trade for marbles. It took some years to learn that any sacrifice makes things more sacred. I started to appreciate family members who made sure us kids had food to eat and a loving home to live; teachers who were our second parents; the Scout Master and 4-H leader who volunteered their services for our betterment. The American Legion helped me acknowledge the supreme sacrifice of those who gave their all for our daily freedom. Although Chester Foote has been gone for 51 years I still recall him being my military hero shooting over the graves. He was also a personal hero. When I went to his home to collect $1.60 a month for passing the paper to him, I knew he didn't have a lot of money, but eager to make sure he collected enough nickels and dimes to pay his fair share. Tonight, I honor Chester Foote, for answering his call to serve in the military; for his lifelong service in the American Legion, and for making sure he paid for his paper. An honorable man he was.