I just got a phone call from a very weird location. My caller ID said it was from the “Palmdale Area.” It was one of my best friends calling from Afghanistan. He had just come off of a patrol an hour earlier and he wanted to check up on me. HE WANTED TO CHECK ON ME. I told him while everyone else was busy getting drunk that I’d be thinking of him. He laughed and told me to drink a beer for him. This weekend and tomorrow are days where you better feel grateful for people like my friend Carlos. Quite frankly, it should be everyday. And everyday I am. Take the time out to at least think about our men and women serving overseas, and the men and woman who never returned.
Happy memorial Day.
