I know "A Little Drabble do Ya" drabble challenge has been temporarily retired, but I have lots of drabbles and half drabbles waiting in the wings, so will continue to post some for now until they're out of my system...lol.
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Prompted by: The Road Not Taken ~Robert Frost
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To where it bent in the undergrowth;
I let my thought wander back to Korea, thinking of my friend Scotty Bob. 
Memorial Day would be here soon and it had been a few years since he'd visited his war
buddy's grave in Arlington.
Napoleon's last words as he knelt beside the grave on that day,
"Hey buddy, I haven't forgotten you."
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Had worn them really about the same,
Yet there were too many being forgotten, both those who'd laid down their lives in the service of their country. It was a different war now...no they weren't even giving that courtesy, calling it a "conflict." Young men were still dying, just as they had during Korea, the World Wars...
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I doubted if I should ever come back.
Too many never came home in all these wars. Sons, brothers, uncles and fathers....women too. There was no closure for the families of those missing in action.
Napoleon wondered at times why he chose the profession he had. Was it to continue to fight the good fight; defending innocents, or was it to save the world, just little parts of it one piece at a time.
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And that has made all the difference.
Everything he did for the Command, he did because it made a difference. Fighting for justice alongside his partner to make the world a safer place.
He was a different kind of soldier now; one day not returning from a mission, to be buried anonymously in a foreign land?
Joining the 'missing.'