In all seriousness though, I am praying hard for all of my friends in D.C. or New York (or anywhere on the East Coast). And can we please just take a moment to ponder this.
These are the guards at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, standing outside in a HURRICANE. Can you believe this? Please stop what you're doing and say a prayer for them. I started tearing up myself when I saw this picture. Arlington Cemetery was always my favorite place to go when I lived in DC. I would wander around for hours by myself, pondering the lives of the names on the identical grave markers, wondering about the courage that they had to give their lives for something greater than themselves. For me and for every American. It is such a humbling experience. I would wonder about their lives, who they left behind, who placed the flowers on their graves, what their stories were. I would always end up at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and watch the changing of the guard. Once I saw a group of veterans watching. These old men were in wheel chairs, and when the change of the guard occurred, every single one of them stood for those soldiers, refusing help from anyone. And tonight the soldiers they stood for continue to stand in a hurricane for the unknown. God Bless them and watch over them as the storm hits.

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