Thank you, gentlemen. I know you're dead, and probably don't read my blog, but thank you.
I gripe a lot about America, politics, religion, culture. I grip about everything. An no one has come to my door to carry me away. Because you men laid down your lives for our freedom.
I often think that the parades, speeches and posturing are a poor way to say thanks. But really I have to admit, that when I think of you guys I think of the words of St. Paul: "Greater love than this hath no man, that he lay down his life for his friends." Again thank you.
And the best thanks we can give you? Exercise our rights, and demand that the government and the economic and industrial leaders of our country respect them. Any thing less, is just letting you boys down.