Yesterday, I watched, live on CNN, the funeral of NYPD officer Rafael Ramos. It was a day as sad as they come, not a day for endless commentary from the mouths of the pundits. In my case, it was a day in which I couldn't help but relive, in tears, similar funeral services for several loved ones in the past The sea of blue uniforms, the playing of taps, the flyover, the drum and pipe band. The presenting of the flag to the heartbroken widow and … [Read more...]