Memorial Day

I'm drowning. So many little speeches to hear about the dead and murdered. After a while they just start sounding so similar. Hard to remember who's who and what where.

That's the biggest tragedy, when they're no longer remembered as individuals, unique individuals. And they all were. All those whom I knew, even those younger than my youngest.

But it gets harder to remember those I really didn't know.

I'm sure G-d knows them well. Nobody should be forgotten.