Wednesday at 11:11 in the morning, Broadway does something it almost never does: it gets quiet enough to hear a drumline.
That time isn't random. The fighting in World War I stopped at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month in 1918. Every Veterans Day since, this country has stopped at the same minute to say thanks to everybody who signed up.
If you served: lunch is on a lot of people Wednesday. Bring your ID, sit down, and let somebody say thank you without waving it off. You earned the Grand Slam.
If you didn't: you don't need a parade to say it, but you should go to one anyway. Get to a curb between 1st and 5th by 10:30, clap louder than feels normal, and stick around for the music after.
Schools are out, the mail isn't moving and Metro offices are closed, so plan around that.
And if a veteran you love has gone quiet lately, call them. Not text. Call.
— Hank 🐔