Our armed forces exist solely to ensure our nation is safe, so that each and every one of us can sleep soundly at night, knowing we have 'guardians at the gate.'” We must never forget the lives that were taken while protecting our country. Having the privilege to lay the wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown would touch me on a personal level. I have a great-great uncle who served in Vietnam. I remember hearing stories of how his mother and sister were worried sick that he wouldn’t make it home. Thankfully, he arrived home safely. On the other hand, somewhere there was a mother who will never know what happened to her son. A mother who never got to lay her little boy to rest. A wife that never got to grow old with her husband. Maybe even a little girl who was never able to have her daddy walk her down the aisle. Although the identities of these men are unknown, they all have a different story. I could never imagine what it would be like to never truly know what happened to your father, son, or brother. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about those families who faced that type of situation. If I were able to lay the wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, it would become my greatest responsibility. I would forever remember the day that I was able to honor those who fought for our
Our armed forces exist solely to ensure our nation is safe, so that each and every one of us can sleep soundly at night, knowing we have 'guardians at the gate.'” We must never forget the lives that were taken while protecting our country. Having the privilege to lay the wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown would touch me on a personal level. I have a great-great uncle who served in Vietnam. I remember hearing stories of how his mother and sister were worried sick that he wouldn’t make it home. Thankfully, he arrived home safely. On the other hand, somewhere there was a mother who will never know what happened to her son. A mother who never got to lay her little boy to rest. A wife that never got to grow old with her husband. Maybe even a little girl who was never able to have her daddy walk her down the aisle. Although the identities of these men are unknown, they all have a different story. I could never imagine what it would be like to never truly know what happened to your father, son, or brother. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about those families who faced that type of situation. If I were able to lay the wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, it would become my greatest responsibility. I would forever remember the day that I was able to honor those who fought for our