i dont recall i posted these before.
new memorial in town
my FIL an me.
my wife was a wallace, even though not many of my family served, alot of hers did. hehe
I have been a silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I fly at half-mast to honor my soldiers,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother
at the graveside of her fallen son.