But here in the US it’s supposed to be what today is for. And some heroes are more personal than others.
This banner hangs in my hometown as part of the Hometown Heroes remembrance campaign.
I was very small when my uncle was killed, but that fact, and the lumbering of time, have not dulled his presence in my life, or my respect and gratitude to him and too many like him. He and my family, who have kept him ‘with us’ throughout all these years, are why I know what honor is, and what gives me a constant goal towards achieving a personal honor of my own. His life and the story of his death taught me that, regardless of what one might think about the motives of one’s country, the nobility of spirit of those on the ground—some by choice, and some by circumstance—should never be dismissed as merely a number that sits beside the letters KIA.
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May 28, 2012 09:57
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