This Thursday, I’ll be eating some serious turkey with my wife, two little kids, and the whole Murphy clan at my parents’ home outside of Hershey, Pennsylvania.
We’ve all been so blessed. We’re especially thankful that my brother J.J. is back home with his wife and five daughters after two post-9/11 deployments. J.J. and I were two of the lucky ones. More than 6,000 of our troops have made the ultimate sacrifice in Iraq and Afghanistan and almost half a million more suffer today from PTSD and TBI (traumatic brain injury)—the signature wounds of those wars. These wounds have taken a huge toll, resulting in 25 suicides for every battlefield death in Iraq and Afghanistan.
On a day like Thanksgiving, though, it’s impossible to not think about those empty chairs at too many tables. There will always be some guilt knowing we beat the odds. And we only did it because of great soldiers, several of whom I will call and thank on Thursday.
I know I’m alive because of paratroopers like Juan “RV” Arevalo. RV was the paratrooper who never left my side as we led convoys down “Ambush Alley” in Baghdad nine years ago–the road where most of the 19 paratroopers I served with gave their lives. One day, RV skillfully spotted an IED (improvised explosion device) out of the corner of his eye before it detonated. We immediately shut down the main road into Baghdad, a six-lane highway called Route Irish, so the bomb squad could disarm those two artillery shells in the IED’s homemade concrete cylinder. We all knew then how lucky we were. I’ll never be able to fully thank RV for what he did. It was one of our last days after more than 70 convoys and proof that somehow the luck of the Irish was on our side that fateful day.
My 66-year-old father, Jack Murphy, a Navy vet and retired Philly cop who still works three jobs, will be sitting at the head of the table Thursday. My mother, Marge Murphy, a former Catholic nun and secretary, will sit across from him. I’ll think about how each has worked so hard for over five decades and how my father supplements his $1,100 in Social Security each month by working all those jobs.
As a former policymaker, knowing the average household in America makes less than $51,000 a year, and nearly one in six Americans (46.2 million people) tragically fall below the poverty line, I’ll be thankful that we are among the fortunate families because of the incredible opportunities our country has given us. The non-partisan Center for American Progress has a heartbreaking report out, Half in Ten, outlining a policy plan to help those who fall below the poverty line. The plan would lay out a roadmap to help people overcome poverty by earning good paying jobs and finally realizing the American Dream.









