AS I LOOK AT THE MEMORIAL WALL
Tears brim and threaten to spill from the corner of my eyes as I think of those Men that gave their lives. In a strange country in jungles they did roamed to protect us, their loved ones at home. God Bless them each and every one, give them rest from a job well done. Tell them for me that I thank them everyday, and that we're still free in the USA.
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