End of the Iraq War

I remember when my father returned from Vietnam when I was in the 6th grade.  After seeing bullets fly on tv and the reality of war, having him back in our own living room was such a gift. Tears all around, including the dog.  So now, another war ends.  The fortunate get their loved ones back alive. History repeats itself once again. This is my homage to the men and women of war, their courage, and to their ever waiting families. God Bless all who met the challenges of the ultimate sacrifice.

When Johnny Comes Marching Home