He didn’t really talk about it very much.
But then, neither did his peers. For reasons of their own, their memories, by and large, remained private. His tour of duty exacted a toll on the civilian life he returned to, but that’s a story for another post.
On holidays like today, reflecting on all the sacrifices made, I feel a little wistful. So much more significant than just a long weekend for barbeques and camping trips.
Gratitude emerges as the dominant sentiment… appreciating freedoms so recklessly taken for granted, our lofty national ideals, seemingly endless opportunity, a fragile security guarded by countless uniform-clad servants…
Thank you, all.