Armistice Day is commemorated every year on November 11 to mark the armistice signed between the Allies of World War I and Germany at Compiègne, France, for the cessation of hostilities on the Western Front of World War I, which took effect at eleven o'clock in the morning — the “eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month” of 1918. The date was declared a national holiday in many allied nations, and coincides with Remembrance Day and Veterans Day.
Happy Veterans Day to our real-life superheroes! Today we give thanks to all who put the freedoms and safety, we all take for granted, before their own. We give thanks to those who’s selfless nature and sacrifices too often go unnoticed. So reach out to those veterans in your life give them a big ol’ hug and thank them. To all the veterans out there, THANK YOU!! Today you will be noticed. 🇺🇸
Written with complete respect to those who have served.
I M A G I N E
“Make way, everyone, please!” An airport official requested, having the large crowd comply as fences were being put up. The fences created a large pathway from a specific airline gate to the airport facility. A large crowd, probably worth thousands of people, were anxiously awaiting their loved ones to come through the terminal alive and well.
“Y/N, relax, please,” your trusted friend pleaded, having your nerves boost up even more than where it was on your anxiety scale. Your heart was pounding quickly and strongly, so much so that you thought it was gonna run out of your chest. Goosebumps trickled down your arms as your mind tortured you with too many rapid thoughts.
“He’s almost here,” you whispered to her, your eyes set upon the unopened gate. 2 guards were waiting, holding onto the handle of the doors as they awaited a queue. “I can feel it.” You were standing straight, with a pair of black leggings and brown boots. Although cold, you stayed true to the autumn weather as it reigned November. There you were, your entire torso draped in one of Luke’s shirt. You complete mess, it said, having you giggle from recalling how fond he was of this shirt. But ever since he left for the life of ash and warfare, it’s lost his scent. Luke’s scent.
Anxiously rubbing your wedding band, you let out a shaky sigh. Your eyelids flutter shut, giving you a moment to regain calmness. Luke’s laughter rings in your head, having you imagine the day he wiped frosting from your wedding cake on his nose. Those pearly whites shined the brightest that day, as they never disappeared from his constant smiling. It was heartwarming to recall such a beautiful day with the man you love so much and badly.
“They’re coming!” A woman, likely a wife, screeched. Her son looked at the terminal with awe and excitement in his green eyes. Peeling your eyes open, your eyes dart towards the doors that were now being opened. An official was shouting “plane is taxi’d in!” repeatedly as families, friends, and loved ones anxiously awaited those who have served for the country. Taking a deep breath in, you allow it to linger for a few seconds until breathing out heavily, getting rid of all those nerves in your stomach.
Those nerves, though, appeared to have gone to Luke as he anxiously gripped onto his black duffel bag. He was walking with his fellow veterans, all of them sharing the same feeling of content and fear as they walked down the aisle. Many began to chant the anthem whereas others were complete mute from tension. Luke weaved his free hand into his blonde locks, slightly removing his military cap slightly.
“Hemmings!” A hoarse voice called out to Luke. Turning, Luke was introduced to the sight of his Commander, the man who he’s looked up to and received training/direction from for the years he’s been serving. “Are ya nervous, my boy?”
“A bit,” Luke understated, receiving a giggle from his Commander as the two walked down the seemingly everlasting aisle. “Who’s come to see you, sir? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“My wife and boy,” the Commander spoke fondly, smiling underneath his large, white beard. “The boy is only 8 years old, but his green eyes look of an old man. How about you, son?”
“My wife,” Luke blurted, pure happiness and glee when he said your name. “Still no kid yet, so she means everything to me.” The Commander found himself putting his arm over Luke’s shoulder and giving him a tight squeeze.
“You’re still young, after all, it’s understandable,” the Commander commented upon the two of you still having no children. His arm then draped back to the side to keep from ruining their uniforms. “I’ll give you a call after we’re all situation back into our lives to have dinner. I’d love to meet that wife of yours.”
“Likewise, sir,” Luke agreed, nodding as they both turned to face forward to see that they’ve made it to the end of the aisle. Luke’s stomach flutters with butterflies as he is revealed to thousands of people awaiting him and his fellow fighters. His ocean blue eyes scan the crowd, desperate to see that gorgeous face of yours. Walking down the path created by the fences, Luke resumes to rapidly look at the multiple faces looking for their loved one. But, with one turn, Luke finally goes easy once he saw the face he was looking for.
You were stood just a few feet away, with one arm down to your side. The other arm, though, was held up and bent at the elbow. Your hand was straight and held right above your forehead as you stared at your husband in the eye. Both of your breath’s hitched as Luke came closer. With every step, your eyes got more glossed with tears. Luke’s heart rushed at you saluting as he dropped his duffel bag and instantly took you into his arms.
“Hi,” Luke said, his voice cracked and broken from being overwhelmed with emotion. His strong arms held you as if they’ve never held you before. Your hands dig into the back of his uniform, completely disregarding the wrinkles you were bound to create. Tears were staining the front, with one rolling down one of his metals.
“H-i,” you hiccuped, unable to speak from emotion. You listen as Luke began to cry loudly behind you. Everyday, your happiness and satisfaction was what he aimed for. He got strong for you. He fought for you. He did everything in his being to get back to you. It was his motive to keep from failing. Backing away, Luke removed his white gloves and held your face. He melted at the softness of your cheeks as he rubbed them with his thumbs.
“Look at you,” Luke whispered with an ecstatic smile. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” His lips suddenly latched themselves on yours, feeling your timidness wash away from now feeling complete. He kissed you rough, as though he was attempting to absorb every taste on your lips. Coffee, bagel, creme cheese, and you. His desperation was high as his tongue pierced through your lips and immediately won dominance.
“H-hey,” you began, detaching from Luke’s lips reluctantly. Looking up, you see a much taller, masculine, and stronger Luke Hemmings. His chiseled jawline was clean from a beard as his hair was done and ornate with a cap. Those blue eyes, as blue as a summer day, were lit up and fixed on you like you were the greatest thing he’s ever seen. “You kept the promise…”
“I kept my promise, baby, I did,” Luke cried quietly. His hands took his hands into yours, feeling the shakiness and warmth of the man you adore. You felt callouses and cuts from previous wounds of the battlefield. But still, there was a tingling to his touch that you’ve longed.
“You lived for me,” you say quietly, pushing yourself onto him as he holds you once more. You feel his large hands begin to rub your back loving as you take in his scent. The amazing smell of Luke shocked you, giving you surprise as to how much you can melt from someone’s scent. Holding you tighter, Luke dropped his head and gave you a warm kiss on the top of your head.
“I wanted to live for you,” Luke said as he rested his chin on the top of your head. “And I did.”
I would like to say thank you to everyone who has served for America and kept our country safe for many years. If you have been in duty and/or have a family member who is serving/already retired, I send them my thank you. Bless xx
New Year/New Year Eve - New Year Eve is more of a holiday than New Year. New Year Eve on December 31st, New Year on January 1st. We stay up all night, write resolutions, wait till midnight then go out of your house and shout to all of your neighbors “Happy New Year!” At least that’s how we did it when I was growing up.
My family personally had a tradition where we kept ourselves up all night by playing Mexican Train dominoes, so I suggest if you make an American celebrate New Year with his/her family, that you give them personal traditions their family does to pass the time till midnight.
Valentine’s Day - February 14th if you’re writing about a child, I don’t know how elementary schools are now, but when I was a child, we’d have school, then at the end of the day we’d pass out cards then we’d have a party with lots of homemade hearts.
St. Patrick’s Day - March 17th. You wear green and a lot of adults celebrate by going to the bar and drinking whiskey and beer. The childhood game with St Patrick’s Day is if you’re not wearing green that day, anyone is allowed to pinch you.
April Fools Day - April 1st. This is the holiday of the pranksters and jokesters. A day to pull pranks on your friends. Not a major holiday.
Mother’s Day - 2nd Sunday in May. Typically celebrated by taking mothers out to eat (or cooking for them) and giving them a gift (or several if you so-choose) with a card that you most likely bought at Hallmark.
Memorial Day - Last Monday in May. A day to celebrate those that have died fighting for our country. I never actually had any traditions for this holiday, so anybody that maybe has, some insight on how to have characters celebrate this one would be appreciated.
Father’s Day - 3rd Sunday in June. Typically celebrated by taking fathers out to eat (or cooking for them) and giving them a gift (or several if you so-choose) with a card that you most likely bought at Hallmark or the local grocery store.
Independence Day/Fourth of July - July 4th. Typically celebrated by lighting off fireworks at the end of the day after being obnoxiously patriotic all day.
Labor Day - First Monday in September. Lots of schools schedules are centered around the date Labor Day falls on. My school (in Washington) always started the week after Labor Day. I never had any traditions for this holiday either so any insight on how to celebrate this one would be appreciated too.
Halloween - October 31st. Celebrated by taking children out trick-or-treating or going to a costume party. Often celebrated with haunted houses, haunted cornmazes, and other scary stuff like that. Some also celebrate by dressing up during their sexy time that night. Some people are “too good” to dress up at a costume party, so if you’re writing about a costume party, you might wanna mention the one or two people that were there without a costume.
Veterans Day - November 11th. A day to celebrate the lives of those that have fought bravely for our country. Some schools hold an assembly where they appreciate the veterans that are related to their students (so if a student has a grandfather, they’re invited to the assembly to get appreciated by everyone).
Thanksgiving - Fourth Thursday of November. The time of year to be thankful. A lot of families will go around the table once, having everybody tell one thing they’re thankful for that year (some even go so far as to say “nothing material.”). There’s always a huge dinner where everybody is left stuffed over-the-top. Common foods to cook are beets, turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, apple pie, pecan pie, pumpkin pie. Some families (A LOT of families) will watch the football game. Most families will eat at the table, which they never eat at during the rest of the year.
Christmas - December 25th. Some people start the celebration the night before by opening one Christmas gift (some have the rule “it has to be from Santa”). Then on Christmas morning, the family will gather in one room (or they might go to a family member’s house every year). Lots of families will open their stockings first, which are stuffed with like candies and small gifts, some stock small lotions. There will be a Christmas tree, which has the gifts all under it. Some families are really stickler about “it has to be real” while some use fake trees every year. Remember that some families don’t have the money for a tree, so they might have a different tradition or they might make a make-shift tree. Putting up a tall tree in a town square, caroling, and Christmas music.
I will come to a time in my backwards trip when November eleventh, accidentally my birthday, was a sacred day called Armistice Day. When I was a boy, and when Dwayne Hoover was a boy, all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month.
It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.
Armistice Day has become Veterans’ Day. Armistice Day was sacred. Veterans’ Day is not.
So I will throw Veterans’ Day over my shoulder. Armistice Day I will keep. I don’t want to throw away any sacred things.
What else is sacred? Oh, Romeo and Juliet, for instance.
November 11 each year is a day we honor those who have served in our nation’s armed forces.
Discover how we have close ties to the military, even to this day, and see who has traded in their camouflage uniform for an astronaut flight suit.
There have been veterans working for us since the beginning, even when it was still called the National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics (NACA).
Additionally, there are several active duty military members working at NASA facilities through special government programs.
Today, there are more than 1500 veterans currently employed with us. Their experiences in the military make their expertise invaluable around the agency. We value the unique leadership style they bring to the work place. Above and below are some astronaut veterans.
A Partnership for the Space Age
Since the early days of NASA, we’ve partnered with all branches of the military. We still work closely with the military today and rely on the expertise of our service members to support our missions both while in active duty and in the civilian workforce. Here are some examples of this close partnership:
The Marines helped with recovery efforts of Astronaut Alan Shepard at the end of his sub-orbital flight on May 5, 1961…a task performed across several of our missions.
Today, the Navy helps us recover spacecraft, just like the Orion space capsule…which will one day carry astronauts into deep space and eventually on our journey to Mars.
…and the Air Force has traditionally and continues to help us transport sensitive and critical space hardware around the globe.
The Coast Guard has even helped us access remote locations to collect oceanographic data as part of our efforts to study and learn more about the Earth.
We’ve partnered with the Army to use their unique capabilities at the Yuma Proving Ground to test the entry, descent and landing of our spacecraft systems.
To all the Veteran’s out there, we thank you for your service to America and your continued support of America’s space program.