Tomb Of The Unknowns - Remember On Veteran's DaySource: Military.com
These words are inscribed on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in Arlington National Cemetery. The Tomb of the Unknowns symbolizes those of America who gave their lives in World War I, World War II, and the Korean War in defense of the Nation's integrity, honor, and tranquility.
Speeches, services urge solemn remembrance Source: Monroenews.com
Thank you Col. Coaker for remembering those who gave all in the Cold War! You are very right, very few know the lives that were lost and the public should know!

Typically, this is a day for remembering and honoring the dead from current and past wars.

Tributed to my late cousin Benjamin L Fleeharty as well as all those that died in service.
America, the land of the free,
But where arte thou brave?
Some still walk among us,
Others sent to an early grave.

If silence is golden, as they say, then my family is probably broke, but broke in the best possible way. We're not quiet at all, and even if we try to be there's enough of us that even the sound of us trying to be quiet can be deafening.

It is no end of amazing what kids can find to amuse and entertain themselves, and add gray hair to their parents. My brothers and I were no exception; four boys will add gray to any single parent after all.
The Day: In Memory of Dith PranSource: The New York Times
Today is the one-year anniversary of the death of Dith Pran, the survivor of Cambodia's Killing Fields and battler of genocide who was also a photographer for The Times, based in New Jersey. He took dozens of pictures for The Times of Maplewood, Millburn and South Orange.

I spent 90 charming days on a tropical island in the middle of nowhere, it was actually the first 90 days of Operation Enduring Freedom. It was interesting times, first off my tent was less than 100 yards from the ocean and we were surrounded by coconut trees.

The wind in my face blurred my vision, making my eyes water to the point where tears flow back from the corners of my eyes and by now even my ears are a bit drippy, my legs are sticking out to the sides because this is an old school bike where you stomp a pedal back to stop and t …

Another in a growing list of birthdays has come and gone and was spent enjoyably I can report, birthdays for me are low key if I get my way, whenever possible I shut out the outside world and pretend it doesn't exist because for me it's a day to relax and spend a little time …

I've always like coffee, it was a staple growing up because morning out in the sticks starts early and a kick start to the day helps open the eyes. I've never really understood the foofoo coffee trend we're in now, cappuccinos, lattes and espressos don't do much for me.

Jay was a kid that was perpetually broke, between his car and partying his normal financial state was destitute. He was a notorious beer mooch which didn't exactly endear him to me but he had a really hot sister so I overlooked some of his character flaws.

Back in my younger days, I believe it was the summer before my senior year, I was invited to ride in to a big campout in the middle of nowhere. "Plan for a rough trail ride," they told me and bring what you need for about 4 days of roughing it. Ok, no problem.

I was laying at the bottom of a ravine face down in the snow and couldn't draw a breath into my body, my body felt like I'd stood in front of a pitching machine and took fastballs on my ribs for about an hour and when I could finally raise my head blood dripped down into the …

Atop one of the bookshelves in another room in my home sits the triangularly-folded American Flag given me at the gravesite of my father back in 1993.
Steve McQueen's Queen and Country: The new face of remembranceSource: Telegraph
A year ago, in a stroke of brilliance, artist Steve McQueen came up with the idea of producing a set of stamps to commemorate the British men and women who had lost their lives in Iraq - and making them available across the world, by persuading the Royal Mail to produce them.

Sareve Dukat kept her composure, even though the United States was under attack by Islamo-fascists, drunk on religion, hatred, and a lust for power. The date was September 11, 2001.

This is a day that always brings me some pause. My wife and I were married on Memorial Day. It is the unofficial start to the summer vacation season for many, especially those of college age. The grand barbecue/beer/beach tradition that is oh-so American comes from here.

When I go to the ballgame, the announcer calls for a moment of silence for the men and women in service defending our freedom and our way of life. Then they ask us to sing "God Bless America." But that's a small and relatively sacrifice-free way to honor America.

I got a brochure in the mail today called "Getting Through The Holidays When You've Lost a Loved One." I was reluctant to read it at first, but after reading it, I'm glad I did. I didn't think I was ready to do the holidays, and even considered not celebrating.