For those who are serving and have served. For those we have lost. My heart and prayers go out to you and I thank you for what you are doing and have done. God Bless our boys!

  You stay up for 16 hours.   He stays up for days on end.  You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.
  You complain of a 'headache', and call in sick. He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
  You put on your anti war don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends. He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
  You talk trash about your 'buddies' that aren't with you.  He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
   You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.  He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists
  You complain about how hot it is.  He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.  You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. He doesn't get to eat today.
  Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.  He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
 You go to the mall and get your hair redone.  He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.  You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.  He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
  You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.  He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.  You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.  He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.  You roll your eyes as a baby cries.  He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
  You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.  He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.  You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.  He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
  You see only what the media wants you to see.  He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.  You stay at home and watch TV.  He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.  He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.

  You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.  He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.
  If you support your troops, let them know.   If you don't support your troops well, what can I say?  You won't die in 7 days, your love life won't be affected, and you won't have the worst day ever.   It's not like you know the men and women that are dying to preserve your rights.

  REMEMBER our Troops, and do not forget them LATER



Historical advisor Byron Stewart PhD


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