In the last years, it has become difficult to find words that honor dead heroes. The over-usage of some words and expressions have started to sound flat and hollow when we want most to express our sorrow, exactly at the moment when you are feeling like your heart is heaviest. The following phrase I have changed, but its antique language has a poetry that I hope will bring solace to the grieving and dignity to the fallen men of Arizona.
It goes, “The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a(n) end. Now you will have peace for eternity.”
-paraphrased from The Wolfman