My father was in WWII, my two brothers in Viet Nam, and my 12 Navy years were spent peacefully away from flying bullets. War should be the last option as REAL people die. None from my family, thankfully, but I lost three friends and although Memorial Day is supposed to be a time to honor people, and I do, it also brings up memories of fat cat old people in government using our young and vigorous men and women to fulfill their political and economic desires with little consideration for the people who will die because of their decisions. Memorial Day is a two edged sword for me. I hope for the day when we have no need for more Memorial Days.