This is my Uncle Willy. He’s a funny, talented, and caring man—someone that everyone loves being around. He loves his family more than anything and has always been good for a wise crack or ten. The amazing team at @hasheart.us arranged for my uncle and me to sit down at the 9/11 Memorial and Museum where we discussed a part of his life I was told never to ask him about. The day that he partook in the largest seaborne invasion in history that began the liberation of northwestern Europe from Nazi Germany’s control. D-Day. He talked about being dropped on the beach armed with nothing but his own two hands with not only the intent to survive, but succeed in defeating true forces of evil. He was a young kid back then with an entire lifetime ahead of him and this experience made him realize one important thing: you can never dwell on the past. Don’t look back, always march forward. I’m proud of the sacrifices my uncle (and his brothers) made during WWII. My family were Italian immigrants who barely had a neighborhood to call their own before they were sent back across the Atlantic Ocean fighting for American freedom. I think about people like my uncle who fought in WWII all the way to friends I’ve made over the years still fighting to this day, and regardless of what’s happening here at home, we must always remember that this life doesn’t come easy. It’s thanks to people like this that we have an opportunity to pursue a life of good health and happiness. Thank you to all the past, present and future veterans out there and I personally hope that their sacrifices do not hinder them from coming home and experiencing the lifestyle they fought so hard to protect. Please take some time to check out the @hasheart.us site and see what they’re doing to give back to those who give everything for us.