The Bed of Freedom Has Sheets of Blood.

Memorial Day is the day of remembering love. The day of sitting in memory of those who exhibited love. The great love. Love beyond significant other and child and dog and individual love.

The love of fellowship and freedom.

For that love of freedom to exist in our own space guarded by own rules, others have made sacrifices. We have a loads of people to thank for our landscaping to branded coffees to college grounds we are protesting in today.

The bed of freedom has sheets of blood.

Lieutenant Colonel Robert L. Howard, who continued like that king and spider, into the battle 14 times, cut and bleeding, back in fire to evacuate his men.

Captain Mary Jennings Hegar, flying straight into an outnumbered war zone to evacuate wounded soldiers.

Corporate Tibor Rubin, nazi-Europe to escaping as prisoner from North Korea, he sabotaged enemy and saved American troops.

Sergeant First Class Alwyn Cashe, entombed self in flame, repeatedly into burning vehicle, saved others.

Petty Officer Second Class Micheal A. Mansoor, entombed self in explosion, dived on a grenade, saved others.

Staff Sergeant Travis Atkins, shielded with his body a suicide bomber, saved others.

And countless others, entombed in love for love.

Freedom is our right to live in our space with our rules with our fellows. For those set of rules, we fight collectively, at the borders and beyond borders.

There is no greater love but love of your fellowship. It is that love that grants us freedom to explore any other form of love.

For that placid freedom that we have on turbulent blood of our fellows, we, the civilians, remember and Salute!

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