VFW halls were designed for men born in the 30’s
Life is very complicated with numerous commitments. The call to give back is loud from many quarters. Quality leaders of character are hard to find.
I went to join when I still had bright red scars from an AK47 in 1970.
A real snot sitting behind the desk told me I wasn’t in a declared war and couldn’t join - I wanted to bust his face.
The AK scars have shrunk but not the one that snot gave me that day.
Now I get invites from them and all I have to say is;
Don’t let the door hit ya where the lord split ya VFW.