When I got to the airport at 5 in the morning, it was already full of soldiers. But they were returning from Iraq, not WW2. They applauded the WW2 vets and we applauded them back. My first honor of the trip was the opportunity to shake each of these soldier's hands, and say thank you. If I'd had the time, I would have said. "Welcome home, soldier, thank you for your service."