Just a quick little quote to pass on:

" I heard the sound of taps one night, when everything was still
I listened to the bugler play and felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times that taps had meant amen,
When a flag had draped a coffin of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children, of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands with interupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard at the bottom of the sea,
Of unmarked graves in Arlington...no, freedom isn't free."
- Anonymous

To all who served before me, I thank you. To all who serve with me, I respect you. To all who will serve after me, I support you.

J.R.
ETC(SW/AW), U.S.N.