I am an American soldier. I began my term of service at Cleveland, Ohio. I ended my term of service in Normandy, France. I was fighting for my family, my friends, my neighbors, my fellow soldiers, for you. Remember me.
I am an American sailor. I began my term of service at Dallas, Texas. I ended my term of service aboard the USS Arizona at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. I was fighting for my family, my friends, my neighbors, my shipmates, for you. Remember me.
I am an American Marine. I began my term of service at San Diego, California. I ended my term of service in a small village in Viet Nam. I was fighting for my family, my friends, my neighbors, my fellow Marines, for you. Remember me.
I am an American airman. I began my term of service at Bangor, Maine. I ended my term of service over Pakistan. I was fighting for my family, my friends, my neighbors, my fellow airmen, for you. Remember me.
We are your sons, your daughters, your husbands, your wives. We began our terms of service in your home town. We ended our terms of service at Bunker Hill, at Appomattox, at Fort McHenry, at the Alamo, on San Juan Hill, in Europe, in the Pacific, in many unnamed and unknown places in the world. We were fighting for our family, our friends, our neighbors, our fellow service men and women, for you. Remember us.
We are buried in National Cemeteries, in home town cemeteries, in unknown and unmarked graves, in the Seven Seas. Remember us.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13
(I Am An American Serviceman, by Gerald L Busby, for Memorial Day, 2009.)
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