We here at the Blood-Red Pencil want to take a moment to remember all who died to give us the freedom to even write this blog. There are so many countries that restrict, or limit, any kind of exchange of ideas, and sometimes we forget. This freedom did not come without a high price-tag. I come from a long line of military men on my father's side. In a little cemetery in Fairmont, West Virginia there are headstones for a number of Van Gilder men who served in the U.S. military, going back to the Revolutionary War. I had the opportunity to go that cemetery a few years ago for a family reunion and it was awe-inspiring to walk the lines of gravestones and think about what it must have been like for them. Before taking that trip, I had not known that there was a member of our family serving in every war and conflict throughout the history of our country. It was also interesting to note that not one of those men died in combat. They all served their time in the military and we...