Why?

Because it's beautiful...  and because so many people who have died never
wrote (or ghost-wrote... I really don't care) such a letter to those they
loved, and who loved them.

At the 11th hour this morning, I recalled my long-gone and much loved
grandfather, who taught me so much, and shared carefully pressed poppies
from Flander's Field with me, so many years ago.

He always said that the build-up to war brings out the worst in man -
fighting it doesn't do much better, but building the peace somehow makes
the ugliness and horror almost tolerable.  Presuming you live that long and
learn enough.

He did...  and felt that we hadn't learned much, watching WWII, and Korea,
and Nam.  He shook his head for our country, wondering at how readily we
forgot our lessons.

I suspect that were he still alive, his perspective wouldn't have changed
all that much.

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