I reflected earlier this summer – on our 4th of July holiday to be exact – on how the celebration termed as our ‘Independence’ Day seems to be lost at times to those of us that live in this great country we call home. Lost in the sense that we may take for granted that freedom is not an entitlement.
As the news stories played out across our televisions this past Sunday, many of us recalled where we were on that fateful morning fifteen years ago. Where we were, what we were doing when shock took over as we watched and felt the horror take residence in the heart of every American, young and old.
As I watched on Sunday, I thought again of our men and women stationed in countries across oceans, far away from loved ones, who are there for the sole reason of defending this county we move…
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