Upon wandering the hallways of Military hospitals the one gift I was able to give to Veterans locked away in their beds. The gift of listening and sharing their stories with others. These Heroes had fought the good fight, had kept the faith, and were drawing close to their well deserved reward of new bodies that would never decay. The men who sometimes wept openly as they shared and sometimes would strain to whisper the names, places, and horrific events they had experienced in my ear.
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