I know that what I am about to write has been written many times before, but I believe it cannot be said enough times.
Memorial Day for much of the nation involves a 3 day weekend, picnics, family time, fireworks, horse shoe throwing in sand pits and a few cold beers.
But for the two young men in my life it can be a very different kind of Memorial weekend. Both of them served in the United States Marine Corps and both did a number of tours in Iraq. They knew each other in high school and joined the service within a year of each other. One is my son by birth and the other became a son when he married my youngest daughter.
Both went to war.
Neither came home the same man.