The price is the unrealized dream and the missing harmony.
It is the silenced promise of tomorrow and the haunting loss of ever-after.
The price is, as it has always been, paid individually,
far from home, and far from the self-serving drone of politicians who demand it.
It is a price only fully understood by those whose hearts are shattered by the loss.
Sergeant Lloyd W. Jackson
101 Airborne Division
12 April 1948 - 7 May 1970