From this piece, by by LTC (RET) Dave Grossman…
Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident.
Then there are the wolves, and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy.
Then there are sheepdogs, The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence…
Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, “Baa.”
Until the wolf shows up. Then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog….
Today, of all days, I give thanks to the sheepdogs.
To those on duty, I pray that their courage will not fail them.
To those who have gone to the great Kennel in the Sky, rest easy. Job done.
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