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Memorial Day

Here it is Memorial day The day set aside to honor our fallen heros, and remember the price that was paid for our freedoom. My Dad told a story in church on sunday about a guy he had been good friends with back in highschool, and how he had (through some baseball thing) inspired Dad to carry a black comb with him everywhere, and then his friend died in Vietnam. He was a door gunner, and got killed. Dad went to "The Wall" iin '99 and found his friends name, and laid a black comb at he foot of the wall.

I always thought he carried the comb cause it was Army issue, but then i would wonder why he really needed it since he hardly let hisI hair grow. Now i know.

Its a day to remember for me, 7 years ago, I was Raped. On this very day.Wow .. now im married, happily so, and i have two adorable kids, and it doesnt hurt so much, I can remember little details like it was yesterday, and yet, it still seems like a dream. But like i said, things are much improved these days, Life sucks, but it does get better if we let it. :)

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