Just like we all remember vividly the day our loved one was buried six-feet under when he died and not the beautiful decades he shared his life with us.
The families of the dead huddled under umbrellas in the town cemetery to lay their loved ones to rest, while others cried in streets still strewn with broken glass and twisted metal.
Because the men and women who go to war will tell you that the loved ones they leave behind have a profound effect on their ability to hold up under fire.