Today I was pointedly reminded, by family who claim to "accept" me no less, that I am still less equal than others. A long list of family members who served, some just briefly for a year or two, did not include me, my eight years of service, or my overseas tours of duty.
So on this day I both salute my veteran brothers and sisters, but especially salute my transgender brothers and sisters, and the dark cloud under which they serve even still.
For some of us, we fought, and some even died, for freedoms that we ourselves are still not allowed to enjoy.