It’s also important to reflect on those caught in the crossfire. A son or daughter who wanted to make their family proud, or just wanted to get home. A father or mother who wants to get home to their family. I attempt to reflect and understand that each of these numbers represent a person. I frequently read magazines and books related to military history, and often throughout the content, I see the numbers of those who paid the ultimate sacrifice during an engagement, and it’s important to understand the size and nature of what occurred. What seems to be lost in the shuffle are the stories, the people behind these numbers. At times it seems that life is just a big number crunching exercise by statisticians. War seems to be defined as much as numbers of causalities as much as defining the winning and losing sides. Stats document people affected by the coronavirus or the flu. We divide our populations into generations, boomers, x, millennial, etc… A certain number of people will contract a disease or sickness. Each year, numbers of children are born, numbers of people die. Life always seems to come down to numbers and stats.
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