Memorial Day

Memorial Day weekend. Bar-b-que's, beach days, festivals, beer, family gatherings and... oh yeah, remembering the dead.

This country has seen the death of millions of young men. Many of them in the last 100 years. Many grandfathers can tell you stories of the World Wars. Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, Panama, and so on and so forth.

There are a handful of men in America who can tell you stories of friends who died; wars they fought in; son's brothers and fathers who never came home or came home forever scarred both physically and mentally.

There are many who will argue for or against the validity of this war or that war (or any war). I'm no different. But this weekend isn't about that argument, it's about remembering that our countries entire history if full of stories of young men who never came home. It's to remember those who still dedicate their young lives to our military.

So to those who served before me, to those who served with me, and to those still serving, and to those who died here is to you. The military journey is one that stays with you forever. Most start it as young men (women) naive to what they are about to undertake. None ever forget it.

So, while you are enjoying your family, your friends and your day off, remember those who died in war, and those who are risking their lives today.

We can argue over the ethics of War another day.