... because nobody cares about us. We who wear DCUs instead of multi-cams. They don't even think that, maybe they should ... at least ... ask if we served. Because we did. We do.
We are the ones who
tell you that your parent died, and your sibling is in the ICU dying from a deadly motorcycle accident, and your child is sick, and your wife was assaulted while you are away.
We are the ones who go out to the C-17s and carry you off the planes on litters so heavy with machines that it takes 8 of us to lift you.
We are the ones who deliver you to the ICU and then go back and hold your hand while you quietly die.
We are the ones who tell you that everything will be okay, even though you have no legs or no arms.
We are the ones to whom you say "I'm sorry" because you are embarrassed that your whole face is a scab.
We are the ones who do not know what to do with what we know.
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