It is Veteran’s day. Armistice Day, too. End of the first world war, the first time we as a species decided to murder each other en masse. Let us hold precious the lives of every soldier, so their service is never taken in vain. Let us never forget their sacrifices. If you want to help, there are many charities which assist active duty and retired, and veterans of all wars. One that was recommended to me from a military family member is Fisher House, which helps military families visit injured and recovering veterans:
Today I can’t think of a better cause.
Thomas Pluck writes unflinching fiction with heart. His stories have appeared in Big Pulp, Needle, Stupefying Stories, The Utne Reader Burnt Bridge, [PANK] magazine, Crime Factory, Spinetingler, Beat to a Pulp, McSweeney's Internet Tendency and elsewhere. He edits the Lost Children charity anthologies to benefit PROTECT: The National Association to Protect Children, and writes 
"The Story of O Street" in Oh Sandy: An Anthology of Humor for a Serious Cause
"Kamikaze Death Burgers at the Ghost Town Cafe" in Feeding Kate
"Acapulcolypse" in Nightfalls: Notes from the End of the World
"The Rock Ridge Ringer" in Hills of Fire: Bare-Knuckle Yarns of Appalachia
"Train" in Shotgun Honey Presents: Both Barrels
"Garbage Man" in Beat to a Pulp: Superhero
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology (Amazon Kindle & Paperback)
Sometimes the most forgotten soldiers are the ones who died a few years later from alcoholism, drugs, wounds that were not tallied as part of the war.