My Dad served in Vietnam. Got his honorable discharge when he was headed up to double check a big inspection that was happening the next day, only to have a drunk driver get on the wrong side of the freeway and smash into him head on. Killed my Dad's best friend who was in the car with him and the drunk driver. My Dad is my hero, and he always will be. So to all my fellow chipmates who went to places I can't point out on a map just so I can work where I want to work, live I want to live, and speak what I feel, I give you a very heart-felt thank you. Thank you for your service and for my freedom. You are all heroes in my book!