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Remember D-Day

What were you doing when you were 18?

Sharing this post from Jacob at RMR Bullets (rmrbullets.com). It is a moving post and a reminder of how far we have come (and fallen) as a country. With 9 kids myself, and serving 10 years in the US Army, and having a boy currently training to become an Army Ranger (hell yeah!), reminders like this from Jacob need to be given to us all from time to time.

Jacob says” I’m getting older. Still pretty young, but old enough to have three sons and be weighed down by the reality that they will soon be the same age as the men who were tasked with taking the beaches at Normandy on June 6th 1944. It seems like the 17-19 year-olds we have today couldn’t handle burnt toast. In 1944 American boys were MEN. They had a world to save and they knew that in order to do it, it would take more than just a protest parade. Flouncing from one state of being offended to another just wouldn’t cut it. They had to suit up an go kill the evil in the world. While we still have plenty of young men who would still suit up and get the job done, I just can’t help but feel some reverence for those that actually did it. I imagine my boys on those boats headed toward those beaches. I see their faces when I look at these old pictures. Americans, ALL of them, sacrificed a lot on June 6th 1944. Thousands of mothers and fathers lost their babies. Wives lost husbands. Families lost loved ones. And that was nothing compared to the tens of millions who were slaughtered during the duration and aftermath of the war. These boys were the men who gave their lives to end such suffering. I can’t help but feel for them some of the same love I have for my boys. In doing so, I feel just a tiny sliver of the sadness and despair that their parents must have gone through. But I also feel the pride of being a part of that same stock of American men. Thank God for them and God bless them for their sacrifice. I hope you take some time to look through and maybe share some pictures of D-Day or WWII. Don’t let America ever forget those boys. They are our sons, fathers, husbands, and the guarantors of the lives we live today. I shudder to think of where we would be without them.

A-Frickin-Men!

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