One of the things about history that fascinates me are all the phenomenal people who did incredible things about which we know nothing or almost nothing. I have been fascinated for years with Utzi the Iceman, reading everything I can find speculating how he came to be up on that glaciar and how he might have obtained the wounds that ultimately did him in.
There are those who we think we know well, the Columbus or the Washington or the Aristotle. But, even there, we have very incomplete and inaccurate views, distorted by time and the storytellers art. How much less do we know about the lives of the simple people who lived during their times? How many enclaves were sacked and burnt, the final defenders forming their own heroic Alamo but with no one to record their final sacrifice? Humanity is a great tapestry of courage, cowardice, honor, rapine, skill, imbecility, passion, lust, anger and wisdom.
Take some time to ponder the heroism that goes on around you each day, for it will go unrecorded except in the mind of God, for the most part. We owe it to each other to honor the lives that pass us by for what they were created to be and where they are on the path before them.