I just spend the day thinking about the last times I was with my buddies that were killed in Iraq. You start realizing how good they were at something, or how horrible they were at that one thing. Then you think about how they acted, and how it was a reflection of where they were from, and their family and friends back home. I have to be strong on this day! I call this “family day”! Because those guys family’s deserve ALL of my thoughts, they lost a lifetime of a person, where as I was only their family for a short time. So, to all those who lost someone in Service to our Country, this is your day! I think about them from time to time too, and I wish I could play the pictures I have in my head.