Appreciate-Soldiers

It hurts. It hurts so much. I remember when the call came for volunteers. I was so eager to go and fight for my home and my family and my land. I know my beloved wife will be crying for days when she finds out about this. I can remember the day when I volunteered for my local regiment. At first she was angry, very angry actually. I can never recall her looking so angry in all the years I have known her. After we sent our young son to bed, I sat down and talked to her about it and found out why she was angry. She knew, maybe before anyone else did, that this war was to be more brutal than anything any American on this Continent had seen before