Although he wasn't killed in combat, my father died while on active duty. The army honored him with a memorial service where a soldier played taps on a bugle. I thought I knew what to expect, but it surprised me with its breathtaking emotional power. It was much slower than I expected, and so piercingly mournful, it connected so directly with our pain and sorrow, I will never forget it. I think a lot of military ritual is bullshit, but taps is beautiful and terrible and necessary.
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