There are so many names. These names go on and on and on across the wall. There are over fifty-eight thousand names on this wall and every single one of them are real people, people with real families, with real dreams, and with real emotions. They are real men and women. One of these names probably contain a soldier who cried when he had to leave his crippled mother behind, or a soldier who cried holding her newborn baby and kissing it goodbye for the