Remember Again.

My feelings about this day haven't changed, and think I versed them rather well last year, but I'll let you decide. Can I add my brother to my list? He's not old. He's not grizzled. He doesn't talk about awards and honors. He didn't relish in the broken country he saw, didn't like the fact that he had to be there, but he did it anyway. (Indeed: courage, honor, duty - right, Michael? Inside joke. Sorry, I just couldn't resist.) He's a vet, too. And I'm thankful for that.