 And we talk about the price paid for our freedoms. And when we consider the blood that was shed, those that fought, bled, and died, giving us the freedoms that we have, I think those that are grateful and understand that price paid, they live in a different way. They actually live under those that died for them, and it's called honor. Well, let me state this. My father, with six bronze battle stars, opposed the Vietnam War before the hippies did.