So I was taking some pictures of the pretty sunset the other night
When all of a sudden I heard something. I finally found it through the lens of my camera.
It was one of those military helicopters. Obviously from Ft. Campbell. They fly by here from time to time. A couple of years ago we had Blackhawk helicopters on a semi regular basis in our skies. They always came at night. I wonder how many of those brave souls are over on the other side of the world fighting for, well fighting for what they are fighting for. I don't want to get political here.
I got one last picture as the helicopter was really high in the sky. If you look over the flag you might see a small speck. That is it.
I wonder if the fact that we don't see as many night maneuvers means there is less training going on? Fort Campbell, for those who might now know, is known for having soldiers ready in a minute's notice to go where ever they are needed.
My son thought seriously about joining the service out of high school. He decided he was too young at 17 to make that decision. At the time I agreed, but now I wonder. He is so lost in the world perhaps the military would have been the best option. But that is then and this is now. All I can do is pray for all of our military no matter where they are. And to also pray for my son.