He’s a solider, and he is also a guard. Dressed in his
uniform and FBI looking sunglasses, and shiny black shoes, he stands in the
sweltering sun guarding the unknown solider. This solider is indeed unknown,
but he doesn’t need a name to hold such representation and fame. The solider
represents those who have been lost in war, found or not. Respectful visitors,
there to pay their respects to those fallen, stare admiringly and respectfully
at the tomb shining in the summer sunshine. As we waited for the changing of
the guards, I noticed how the marine saluted the tomb. It felt different than
most salutes I’ve seen. Serious, true, real, and that isn’t to offend anyone. I
was just really struck at the seriousness and overall…well, brotherhood. That’s
how I would describe it. The phrase “Never leave a man behind” ran through my
mind all day long. Never forget a man either.
The tomb of
the Unknown Soldier made me reflect on this trip. Freedom, friendship,
kindness, respect, bonding…all made me really think. Never forget your friends,
and never leave them behind. Because in the end, they might be the only ones
there for you.
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