Remembering Fallen Soldiers
Running this morning along my suburb's main thoroughfare, I started to recount each of the 12 men and women I briefly described in a memorial program I helped create a few weeks ago . Some had big writeups in their hometown newspapers, especially if that newspaper was The New York Times. Others had very little, so I had to go searching and found this site - the name escapes me at the moment - that lists each fallen soldier and allows family and friends to post a message or a memory, sort of like writing on someone's wall in Facebook. There was so much expressed grief and guilt in those comments it was sometimes hard for me to continue. In one case, a bomb went off just as an outpost shift was changing, and had the bomb denotated 10 minutes later, another crew would have been killed. Instead, they had to handle the carnage. In another, a compatriate wanted everyone to know that their son or brother or boyfriend had pushed him out of the way to take a bullet to the chest. Most gr...