I will never forget the feeling I had when I first saw the American Cemetery at Normandy in France.
I was just out of high school.
I remember being in awe of the vast numbers of soldiers who lost their lives fighting for the freedom of others.
I remembered seeing the Star of David for the first time on some graves.
I remember reading the handout that listed the names.
I was saddened by the numbers of brothers...of fathers and sons...who gave their lives as Americans.
I am honored and humbled by their sacrifice as well as that of their families.
Today we honor our soldiers...from every battle...areound the world...who died for us.