Luck is a funny thing. During World War II, the United States undertook one of the most daunting logistical challenges in history. With its largely non-interventionist stance between world wars, the US found itself ill-prepared for the sheer volume of personnel and material needed to fight a major, global war. And even once it found ways to meet those needs, an even more vexing challenge remained. How do you get the people and the stuff where it needs to go? And how do you continue to support the people with more stuff? And finally, how do you do it on multiple continents and in a wide variety of climates and environments?
I feel the same way about saying something like, "I was blessed." I want to recognize my blessings. At the same time, I don't want to think that someone's misfortune was a lack of blessing, if that makes sense.
I feel the same way about saying something like, "I was blessed." I want to recognize my blessings. At the same time, I don't want to think that someone's misfortune was a lack of blessing, if that makes sense.