My Master's uncle (we'll call him Joe) died last month...he was a sherriff for 27 years, and he was a good one. He was also President of the Sherriff's Association for many years.

Joe once had to arrest the man who killed one of his deputies. The man ended up getting the death penalty for his crime, and Joe was there (at this man's request). Before his execution, when he was given the opportunity for his "last words", he thanked Joe for treating him kindly while in Joe's jail.

When I met Joe, my son saw his badge, and asked, "Are you here to arrest my mama?" To which Joe replied, "I believe those fellas at my jail would think she's too purdy."

There were probably 300 people at this man's funeral. Not a single dry eye could be seen. He was honour personified. I believe he conducted himself with honour his entire life, in everything he did...but he never called himself honourable. It was all about simply doing the right thing.

If you are honorable, it is because you make the choice to be. It should not ever be touted. Honour is earned by you, given by others, and not self-proclaimed.