In a world where believing in something is one of the hardest things to do, I think we can all agree that anyone who believes in anything enough that he/she would give his/her life for that cause, is a person worthy of respect and honor. I mean, ask yourself, where in your life have you ever shown as much conviction?
We’ve all dared to debate the quality of our freedom (politics, taxes, leadership, etc.), but some of us pick up arms, leave their families behind, and make the ultimate sacrifice to maintain that freedom. It’s not new. The warrior has emerged in every culture and every society since the beginning of man and conflict. But this post…
…honors those who live with the memories of the warrior; and have more time than most…to ponder the price of freedom.
The night before the burial of her husband’s body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time.
The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of ‘Cat,’ and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. ‘I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it,’ she said. ‘I think that’s what he would have wanted’ . Her husband was 2nd Lt. James Cathey.