The only time I really thought about what Memorial Day really means, was during the pre race ceremonies. The rest of the weekend was just one great road trip, one that I will not soon forget.
This year I am here in Iraq. I have attended memorial ceremonies for fallen soldiers. I have read the reports of US Forces Killed in Action. I have talked with soldiers that were 2 trucks in front of the vehicle that got hit, who drove right over the IED seconds before it detonated.
How exactly am I supposed to feel today? I don't know.
I do know this; I value the Freedom that I have back home and the USA is the greatest country in the world no matter what anybody says. I am very proud to be a small part in tremendous History of US Military. And I am very grateful of all of those who have sacrificed their life or their health for me to be able to enjoy the freedoms that I long to get home to enjoy.