It Saddens MeŠ
By: J. Michael Stone

It saddens me to think, that it takes a tragedy to unite, a once united land. Each and every day we live right next door to one another, yet never speak. We ride the trains, subways, planes,and buses yet all we can offer one another is a blank stare and no words of kindness.

There was a time in this land that one never met a stranger, every person was a potential friend,and a fellow citizen. We have become impersonal in this land. We no longer have to barter to get what we want or what we need. We can purchase things without even having to speak to another human being; we simply use money or credit.

We celebrate our independence once a year. We commemorate those that paid for that freedom with their blood, sweat, tears and flesh only once a year. How quickly we have forgotten as a land what price was paid to that we might live our lives free and be citizens
of the greatest lands in the world.

Just less than a year ago, we were brutally reminded that freedom comes with a cost, not a one-time fee, not a depreciating value, but with a constant vigilance to maintaining that freedom.

I wonder, is it possible in the hearts of those that call themselves Americans, can they not celebrate our independence each and ever day, whether in silence or by mention to a fellow American?

Can they take one minute a day to remember those fallen, those that paid in advance for freedom, and all those that go to work every day still willing to trade their lives to keep that freedom.

It Saddens me to realize that there are some that will, there are many more that don't or won't, they take that freedom for granted, like it's owed to them, and never give a moment's thought to it's cost. That Truely Saddens Me.

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