When I think of the stress of my life, it seems minuscule compared to those young men and women fighting in Iraq. So, when a large contingent of Marines came home to Camp Lejuene about the same time we arrived here, it was great to see the reception they received.
Our hotel is booked with Marines, girlfriends, mom and dad, and other family and friends catching up.
But the greatest thing for me to see are the homemade signs hanging on the housing area fences outside the main gate to Camp Lejuene. I'd love to have seen the Marine's faces when they saw them for the first time.
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