memories

The Thunder Run has an amazing roundup of stories of Memorials of fellow milbloggers and well known bloggers in general. Mrs. Greyhawk has one also. They are both much better than I could ever do. Make sure you have a box of tissues nearby.

As I sit here and watch President Bush at Arlington National Cemetary, I think that flowers do not do those brave men justice. I glad to see young and old alike in the crowd. I hope that today, as you visit the pool, watch the new big movie, or grill outdoors with your family, take a moment and tell your children what this day is for, the reason why they can go to your family church, or not go to church at all. They have a school to go to, a hospital that will take them in, all because of men and women who died for them, never knowing who they might be. They died for the hope of us all.

It is the soldier, not the poet, who gives us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the reporter, who gives us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who gives us freedom to protest.
It is the soldier who serves beneath the flag,
who salutes the flag and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
who gives the demonstrator the right to burn the flag.
Father Edward O'Brien, USMC