tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005196875375123554.post4707473875522093959..comments2024-03-27T13:06:58.438-06:00Comments on Harry Tucker - Observations and Musings: FellowshipHarry Tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10329922320940535781noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005196875375123554.post-58631869250170003552009-11-11T15:19:12.905-07:002009-11-11T15:19:12.905-07:00Thank you Harry, for your kindness, for your appre...Thank you Harry, for your kindness, for your appreciation of these two men.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Two thoughts immediately come to mind: <br /><br /> <br /><br />First, I have to believe this man on the hill wants to make sure someone is there who understands why his comrade was silent about his experiences all these years, and why his comrade was never really interested in medals or accolades yet seemed to always walk with his head held high, knowing it had nothing to do with pride and everything to do with Love ... not a love of country, but a love of fellow man ... a love of all humanity.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Second, I am certain the man on the hill understood and reflected on the sanctity of Life, not because his comrade was dead but because so many had to die for all the wrong reasons.<br /><br /> <br /><br />You see, those who serve must face themselves, and these thoughts, every day. They, more than anyone, realize peace is not the absence of war. They understand the guy viewed through the crosshairs is not really the enemy. He, too, is a son, a brother, a husband, and a father not unlike the rest of us who wants only one thing: an end to the killing. Only from there can a lasting peace find its place among his children and our children. And only then can the world know the oneness of humanity, and the true power of Love.<br /><br /> <br /><br />These men, though strangers, simply love one another the only way we truly can love one another: in its purest sense, gracefully. <br /><br /> <br /><br />~Jack@DrJackKinghttp://www.northforkcsl.orgnoreply@blogger.com