Darker nights with chimney smoke in the air. Starbucks pumpkin lattes. A huge selection of naughty costume stuff at Party City. The return of “Vampire Diaries.”
There are lots of reasons to embrace Autumn as a sexy season, even for a die-hard Summer-Lover like yours truly. (Hey, I live in Southern California. You can’t walk on Huntington Beach in the middle of August and NOT like Summer, if you know what I mean!)
But the best and sexiest fall season date is 11-11. You got it. Veterans Day.
Woodrow Wilson declared the first Armistice Day on November 11, 1919, with the purpose to “be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country’s service and with gratitude for the victory…” In 1954, the name of the holiday was changed to Veterans Day, so as to make us all remember what kind of sacrifices have been made for the freedoms we enjoy.
I have to be honest: before this year, I walked through the world with a pretty blasé attitude about this holiday. But as I ramped up the background research for Mark Moore, my hero in Permanent Marker, then did some prelim notes for a future book featuring a Navy SEAL, I constantly realized how deep in the sand my head was really stuck. I was floored, humbled and moved to tears by the things our servicemen and women give up on a daily basis just so we can have the amazing things we take for granted in our lives. Yeah, things like those Starbucks lattes, those sexy fishnets, even the books I have the freedom and the opportunity to write.
But there are the other things they give up, too. The really hard stuff. Nightly hugs from their kids. The very birth of their kids. Waking up to a kiss from their lover. Being able to even touch their lover. Birthday parties. Weddings. Funerals. Holidays. Dates that can never be replaced. Memories they’ll never have.
To keep OUR lives safe. To protect and to serve ALL of us.
You can’t do sexy better than that.
This November 11th, let’s all try to give a little sexy back. Thank your local veteran. I don’t care what war they served in, or to what capacity, or whether they’re male or female. Buy them that pumpkin latte. Hell, if you’re an exhibitionist like me, give ‘em a peek at those fishnets.
To find out more about a great project benefiting our valued veterans, click here: http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org.