I got goosebumps watching this. I could feel myself shivering through to my heart. Both my grandfathers were veterans and I've lost them both. I could tell there were thoughts that kept them up at night. I would see them staring off, eyes vacant like their minds were trying to hide from something. They are the reason I have pride in my country. They are the reason I get angry if anyone insults soldiers. They are the reason I try to understand what worth people can find in fighting a war. Because even when they were most aware of the pain and havoc war at caused them, they still were proud to have given almost everything they could for something they believed in.