Thanks guys. I really appreciate the encouragement.
I just get so frustrated that someone is doing this. I am 10,000 miles away, and can only rage on an internet message board. I don't feel like an inspiration, I feel impotent, small, and angry.
If you could see the look in the face of the broken, bruised, battle weary soldier when they go through that arch, you would see a transformation that is incredible. I have seen stooped and weary men stand tall and proud. I have seen the dying comforted. I have seen the power that the symbol of a flag can do to those in need of healing.
To them that huge flag shows them that their country has their back. That there is a reason for their pain and their sacrifice. That there is the promise that what they do has value, that there is a reward at the end of all this madness and chaos that we see here on a daily basis.
I die a little each time these brave warriors come through the hospital; women, and men alike; red, yellow, black or white -- American heroes each and every last one of them. I can tell you that I will never look at a helicopter the same ever again. These brave souls are paying in blood our price of admission for the privilege to be Americans.
The person(s) taking the flags in Tomahawk aren't even fit to be in the same room with them.
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