My dad served. my husband served. my son served. All came home safe. DH and I were watching TV and they started talking to live soldiers about it, and DH jumps up and starts to leave the room, spouting...its MEMORIAL day, meaning to remember the fallen*edit* and he left the room still ranting about how the media messes up a one car funeral. Shesum crow, just remember our dead, our fallen our brothers who didnt come home! Is that so hard! and I heard the kitchen door slam. So...he must feel the same way as you do. I have to agree. We have become so media frenzied that we forget what we are talking about.