A Day That Brings the Past Close Again

Remembering May 7, 1970

Every year, the date arrives quietly. May 7.

Most people around me here in Cara Sucia don’t know that on this day in 1970, I stepped onto a bus in Fredericksburg, Virginia, headed to Richmond, then flew to Nashville, Tennessee, before boarding another bus to Fort Campbell, Kentucky.

That journey marked the beginning of 14 years of military service — years that would take me through Europe and Asia, and to bases across the United States. They were years that shaped me, tested me, and stayed with me long after the uniform came off.

This morning, I wasn’t expecting to think about any of that.

But life has a way of placing the right story in front of you at the right moment.

An Article That Stopped Me in My Tracks

While reading the news today, I came across a Diario El Salvador article marking the 202nd anniversary of the Salvadoran Armed Forces.

The piece described soldiers standing before the national flag, reaffirming their commitment to defend the country’s sovereignty and integrity.

The article quoted the institution’s message: a renewed oath to serve with “loyalty, discipline, and honor.”

Those words hit me harder than I expected.

The Armed Forces here trace their origins back to May 7, 1824, when they were founded as the “Legion of Freedom” under General Manuel José Arce. Later, in 1945, May 7 was officially declared Soldiers’ Day in El Salvador, honoring courage and patriotic duty.

Reading that — on my May 7 — created a quiet bridge between two very different chapters of my life.

Honoring 202 years of service — Salvadoran soldiers stand united beneath the national flag on Soldiers’ Day

Two Countries, One Thread of Service

I served under a different flag, in a different era, and in another part of the world.

Yet the values still feel familiar.

The discipline.

The oath.

The sense of stepping into something larger than yourself.

Seeing Salvadoran soldiers today honoring their flag — a symbol of sovereignty, identity, and commitment to the homeland — reminded me of the young man I once was, boarding that bus in 1970 with no idea where the road would eventually lead.

Living in a Place That Honors Its Own

Now I live in a country where the Armed Forces still play a visible role in daily life, from patrols alongside the National Civil Police under the Territorial Control Plan to operations against drug trafficking and gang remnants.

It is different from the world I served in, but the sense of duty is unmistakable.

And today, reading about their 202 years of service, I felt a quiet respect.

Not just for them, but for the long arc of my own story.

A Day of Reflection

I didn’t plan to think about my Army years today.

But sometimes a date, a memory, and a news story come together in a way that reminds you where you’ve been — and how far life has carried you.

From Virginia to Fort Campbell.

From Europe and Asia to this small corner of Ahuachapán.

From a young soldier to the life I have now.

May 7 will always be a day that brings the past close again.

Arriving home on pass to spend the 4th of July with family — summer of 1970

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