I would be remiss to not make a mention of Armistice Day. For some reason, this day has taken on new meaning for me this year. Maybe it’s because I’m paying more attention to the news and the world; maybe it’s the shock of the Fort Hood tragedy; maybe I’m just one year older. But in light of the sacrifices others have made for my freedom and my sake, the life I now live seems a little….unworthy. I may never be one to defend his country from without, but at the very least I can better it from within.
The helmets, weapons, dogtags and boots of two fallen U.S. Marines in southern Afghanistan, April 22, 2008. (1st Sgt. Luke Mercardante, 35, of Athens, Ga, and Cpl. Kyle W. Wilks, 24, of Rogers, Ark) (AP Photo/David Guttenfelder)
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I remember this memorial, I was there! Combat logistic Battalion 24, 24th MEU. HN Castelin, Erick jr. It was my first deployment, they were our first casualties, Our first Convoy.