I travel to Oklahoma a lot now, and in the small mall where I see movies is a war memorial that is striking. The first time I walked by, I was stunned by the boots of Lance Corporal Tommy Blair. It impacted me in the same way the Vietnam Memorial and the Oklahoma City Memorial did the first time I saw them--it was personal.
The boots. The dog tags. The gun, bayonnett in the sand in a lone glass case. Solitary.
Then the next time I was there, I stopped and really looked at the display. Looked at the laces and the boots. I noticed that the boots were barely worn. He wasn't in them long before enemy/friendly fire killed him while he stood the line for me.
We have our freedom because and for this young man. So, this 4th I think of him and say thank you.
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