The most somber place I’ve ever been was Arlington Cemetary, where the bodies of many of our bravest are laid to rest. Across the country are graves such as these - those who fought bravely and died, who came home in coffins, whose families and country grieve their loss bitterly. 
Every name on this wall signifies a human being who died on distant shores fighting for the ideal of liberty, an ideal that we take for granted when we stand on American soil, because it’s easy to forget what you have when it’s soaked into everything you see.
But their spirits should remain in our minds, they’re our ancestors & heroes. We should be grateful every day that so many people - most of them very young men - were willing to go fight in service of all of us to preserve the best values our forefathers set out before mankind.
“Over all our happy country - over all our nation spread, is a band of noble heroes, is our Army of the Dead.” - Will Carleton
We are free. Yet,
We are free. Yet,
