05/25/2026
Somewhere this morning, a mother is pouring two cups of coffee out of habit.
She only needs one now.
Somewhere a father is standing at a graveside that shouldn't exist yet.
Somewhere a wife is folding a shirt that hasn't been worn in years.
Somewhere a little girl is asking her mom what daddy was like.
That is what today is.
Not a sale. Not a weekend. Not a long Monday off.
Today belongs to the men and women who put on the uniform, kissed their families goodbye, and never made it back to the kitchen table.
They were 19. They were 22. They were 34 with three kids at home.
They went because somebody had to.
They stayed because they wouldn't leave their brothers behind.
And they never came home.
We are still here because they are not.
Respectfully Jeremy & Lynn - DHCC
