When walking back from the park along 27th I pass a house with two service stars in the window.
Today when I passed the service stars were gone and two folded American flags in triangular cases were in the window.
I don't know how I stand on the war, or that it really matters.
I wish I could knock on your door and tell you thank you for making the ultimate sacrafice. Your family is in my prayers and our nation is forever in your debt.
