 It is a place of endings and beginnings. Cattrell Field on Fort Stewart hosts many of the Marne Division's most poignant and profound moments. For the Key Family, the grassy expanse guarded by flowering trees is a place where some of their most important moments have unfolded. Cattrell Field has been a place that is our sanctuary. Our family spent countless hours on this field waiting for me and our dog-faced soldiers to return after four deployments. I met Spencer for the first time on this field as a newborn. Just his first ceremony in the 3rd Infantry Division was right here before she was even born. The field is secluded from the chaotic world outside by rows of crape myrtle trees. Each tree grows as a living memorial of a dog-faced soldier that fell while serving in the global war on terror. We serve here when there were no trees. We serve here when there were few and when there were many. It is a place to contrast war's destructive nature with living canopies growing and intertwining, joining branches overhead where bees harvest, chimes sound with the breeze, and gold star families walk. We love this place and will be emotional when we sing the dog-faced soldier song today for possibly the last time with the Marne Patch on the left sleeve, but always on the right sleeve and in our hearts. Many that have visited say there is no other place in the Army like it.