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May 2016
Under a mid-day sun, I walked among the tombstones. I saw the markers with the names of the fallen. Under a tall tree, I sat down in the shade and drifted off to sleep. My mind became free of all it's clutter. Before me I saw the cemetery where I had just been, among the monuments, I saw the images of men and women standing side by side. They all turned and looked toward me then up to the flag that flew above them. They saluted and stood tall with pride. I walked up to a soldier and ask him what this means? He turned with a click of his heels and said come with me. We walked through images of past battles and wars, then down streets and through school yards. We went through nursing homes and churches of every faith, all in what seemed the blink of an eye. As I awoke, I saw the fading images of the honored dead, and I came to understand. Each soul that had fallen, was ready to have given all to ensure the freedom the solider showed me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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