and am related to several men who crawled through the carnage of Omaha beach, and survived. I saw them age, and die. The ones I knew are all dead now, taken by time or by their own demons or a combination of the two. I have friends who are standing on that beach right now, who have made the trip to honor the memories of their loved ones, now passed.

Evil is a force in the world. It disguises itself as progress. It wears a mask of happiness and rainbows and wondrous things for all. Just as it has so many times before.

We remember those men who left their homes and families to die on foreign soil fighting evil. But evil is never vanquished for long. Like rust, it never sleeps. Watch ye, and pray that ye enter not into temptation. The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh weak.