It’s like in the old stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered . . .
Full of darkness and danger, they were.
And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end.
Because how could the end be happy?
How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow.
Even darkness must pass.
A new day will come.
And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.
Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.
But I think I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t.
They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
That there’s some good in this world . . . and it’s worth fighting for.
Memorial Day is undoubtedly more special to me this year than in previous years. I’ve lived and breathed the real-life story of Band of Brothers ever since January, and as a result my lifelong appreciation for our veterans has only deepened and strengthened.
Of course, today isn’t just for remembering the veterans of World War II. Far from it. It’s a day to remember all the men and women who’ve died in the name of liberty and justice for all. That definitely includes the time-honored men of the American Revolution and World War II, but it also includes the more forgotten veterans of the War of 1812, World War I, Korea, Vietnam…and yes, even the men on both sides of the heartbreaking Civil War. Not to mention the incredibly brave soldiers who’ve fought and died in the ongoing struggle against terrorism.
Americans will always, always fight for liberty. Debates will rage forever and a day about when and where and how we ought to fight, but for today, let those arguments hush. Take the time instead to simply give thanks for the selfless courage of these amazing men and women we can proudly claim as true heroes.