Years ago, a few weeks before Christmas, a colleague sent me a story about Santa and a soldier sitting alone. There was no attribution on the e-mail and I never knew its source, which made it hard to find after I lost track of the original post. At this time of year it seems especially appropriate to remember our .

What is a hero? Who is your friend? November 24, 2013. 8220;Show me the manner in which a nation or a community cares for its dead and I will measure with mathematical exactness the tender sympathies of its people, their respect for the laws of the land and their loyalty to high ideals. Have you ever walked through a cemetery that did not hold some relative? Who is left to remember those interred beneath their soil? Their grave markers hidden beneath heavy underbrush and weeds, forgotten.

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