Today I was reading about the funeral of a fallen Ranger. What filled me with pride was how his brothers honored him with their words and presence. I know how hard it was for all of them to be living and carrying their fallen friend.
What hurt me and shocked me was a Church group from Kansas that came to terrorize the funeral. There is no other word to discribe their antics. These zelots who are so misguided by their ignorant interpretations can only be punished by the God they believe in.
Taps is played every evening. It is a reminder of how precious life is and what a soldier's sacrifice is.