To serve our country with honor, Even as others mocked. For that of the Marine Corps. When I saw you last, standing proudly in blue, I did not know it would be the last farewell. But in a coffin draped in red, white and blue, Blurred in my vision by the tears. I visit your grave when I come home.
People still question the war.
The drumbeat of time still bangs on. A wall has brought some healing in Washington. If only we could go back to those camp fires, Sharing stories and trading patches. I pray we live the ideals of Scouting as you did. That our country esteems duty, honor and service.