From a trip to West Point last month.


Journaling reads: At the rising of the sun and at its going down, we remember them. At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter, we remember them. At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring, we remember them. At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer, we remember them. At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn, we remember them. As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now a part of us, as we remember them. Author Unknown


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