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your own. Live it for both of us.”
Andrew watched silently as the old
man disappeared from view toward the
edge of the village. His heart jumped
as the shots sounded, shots that
Andrew knew should have been his
own. In that instant, tears flowing
down his face, he determined he would
indeed live his life for both of them.
From that day he had tried to live so
that the unknown old man would have
felt his sacrifice was well repaid.
Each time I consider the flags
flying by the many graves in the
cemetery, thinking back on Andrew’s
story, I realized that no one’s life
belongs just to them. Each of us owes
a debt to many who have paid prices
through hardship, hard work, and even
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