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You don’t rest easily these days, I know. How could you? The America for which you fought and died is all but unrecognizable, nearly fundamentally transformed into what you fought against. We elect fools, criminals and traitors, and too many think them gods. As William Butler Yeats said: “The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.”

Enemies of liberty, of America, attack us from within and without, and our Commander in Chief opens our borders, won’t speak the name of evil, and helps the worst obtain nuclear weapons. He decimates our military and thinks global warming and ensuring male perverts have the right to hang out in women’s bathrooms and locker rooms matters more important than the preservation of freedom.

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For you, duty, honor and country were not mere mottos, but lived, every day, and uncommon valor was a common virtue. Our current “best and brightest” fear ideas and words that might be different than their own, and seek “safe spaces.” You bore any hardship to preserve America. They, those special, precious snowflakes, demand the world accommodate their infantile desires.

You understood how rare and precious being an American is. You not only understood, but lived patriotism. You know what it means to give the last full measure of devotion that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

And you, like me, fear your sacrifice might be in jeopardy.  You shudder with revulsion at men and women that deny the existence of evil and think America what is wrong with the world. While they revel in the bounty of America, they smugly sneer at those that honor your sacrifice, the flag, patriotism and all it means to be American.

Always in American history, when we have needed great men and women, we have found them. You were among them. When we needed not the coddled, addled, self-imagined elite, but the truly best and brightest, they have always donned the uniform and taken up arms in the defense of liberty, just as you did.

Will they step forward in the future? Will they sacrifice as you have sacrificed? Will they pledge their lives, fortunes and sacred honor to preserve the America you so fiercely loved?

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I know they will. The sound you hear, the regular, echoing marching to the flag, is the sound of their feet, the sound of liberty. Even as our veterans die from neglect, and the VA lies about it, even as our jet mechanics scrounge parts in museums and bone yards to keep fighters aloft, even as our traitorous Secretary of State insults every man and woman that ever wore the uniform, young Americans answer the call, just as they have always answered the call.

The America for which you gave all of your tomorrows still lives. I am but one that remembers and honors you and America, but one of millions, tens, hundreds of millions, that can never forget you, because, we, like you, are Americans. On this Memorial Day, we pause to particularly remember as Robert Laurence Binyon wrote in 1914:

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.

Eagle at Arlington Cemetary

God protect and comfort you, as you protected us, and give you peace. Rest easy. Let the sound of fellow Americans marching to answer our nation’s call lull you to sleep. The flag will always be taken up; good men and women will not allow evil to win. We remember: that’s what it is to be an American.

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