Each year the Fort Hood MWR (Morale, Welfare and Recreation) and the family of volunteers take the time to pay homage to those who marched to the drums, cried "Havoc!" and were America's Dogs of War. They honor those who left with their shield and returned upon it. Flags forward into battle, now folded and upon a mantle.
My Dear Son,
You never lose the anxiety. You never mature beyond the unprepared. By the grace of God I am now the father of four sons.
Benjamin Isaac: Welcome to Postpartum
These first few hours, a microcosm in the grand scale of time, are the precious moments that cement the foundation of a lifetime. You and I will have a lifetime to build together but it is these first 24 hours that I look upon with a special joy.
All My Children
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
---Psalm 127:4-5a ESV