As I walked on hallowed ground sanctified by the blood of brave men.  I thought of sacrifice.

As I read the names of the fallen and their brother’s in arms laid to rest with them after the fact.  I was struck by a profound sense of loyalty.

As our national anthem was sung by a lone voice, giving what it could give.  I was filled with pride.

And as the stars and stripes snapped in the wind I heard freedom.

     ~My thanks and gratitude to those men and women past, present, and future who do what I cannot. 

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