By John Zmirak, The Stream - Every Veteran’s Day since I moved to Dallas, I devoutly attend the city’s parade. That was easy, my first few years. I lived downtown on Main Street and it marched right past my building. But things happen, life goes on, and you rescue beagle twins who get you evicted… You know how it goes. Now I live miles away. It will mean a special effort to get down to the parade. But I’m going to make it. And I hope you make it, too, to your local celebration. Just a few thoughts today on what it means.