I was, going to originally layout an analysis between two competing pieces of literature. But, I have decided against that in light of today being Memorial Day. 

I simply reflect back to my own father, born in 1918, who voluntarily went into the Korean War and World War II, one time in place of his own brother who was drafted against The conflicting callings  of a small family with children.

He died ten years ago this July… But I remember him like I remember him yesterday. He was part of a generation that stepped out of the ordinary jobs, ordinary lives, and performed extraordinary things. And one extraordinary thing stands above all else that his generation represents: a time when selfless and freedom loving men and women stepped up and saved the world.