To all the brothers and sisters of the BB that served in the military of your country, I want to express my appreciation on this US memorial day. To serve in itself is praise worthy. You relinquished your voice of approval or disapproval of government and yet were willing to sacrifice that last measure of devotion if and when called upon. Those of us who have family and friends touched by tragic loss of loved ones are no less grieved than the fellow soldiers at arms who have seen the brave "... cross over the river and rest beneath the shade of the trees." They went with songs to the battle, they were young. Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them. Laurence Binyon's poem "For the Fallen"