Exhausted, our small
caravan plodded away from the sadness of the Gleb. Watching Father’s broad back
as he dozed on the lead camel, I realized that if not for people like him, who
were willing to risk their lives to ensure peace, the world I had so recently
discovered outside the Beyond would not exist. I wondered how many men perished
unheralded in the empty places of the earth defending the rights of people they’d
never met. How many stone graves roasted in the desert sand, unremembered and
unhonored?As the sky began to
lighten, I vowed from that moment on to begin each day singing a song of
tribute in my heart to the lonely graves of fallen heroes.
The freedoms we cherish do not come from politicians but from those who made the ultimate sacrifice ... that's what memorial days should be about.
Great read. One I will & have recommended to many.
ReplyDeleteVery inspirational and a book I will keep to read again.
Thank you. I am honored by your remarks. John
ReplyDeleteA wonderful story.. Unexpectedly, a book I found hard to put down, couldn't wait to get back to, and was sorry to finish..
ReplyDeleteA great read...