I remember...
I can never Forget...
As a 10 year old I stood on the tarmac at Clark AFB and watched as the POWs got off the plane and on to the bus. At the time I knew they were special but didn't get the full impact until years later. I have since made it point to thank veterans for their service it whatever way I can. Every year for the last 6 or so years I've gone to Washington DC for Rolling Thunder. For some it is a large motorcycle ride. For me it is a reminder of those who gave their life and those whose life has been forgotten, not just in Vietnam but in all of the Military campaigns. We as free people owe our existence to those who have gone before.. And so While I live, there will be one who remembers.
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