[Congressional Record Volume 171, Number 70 (Monday, April 28, 2025)]
[House]
[Page H1670]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]




                 RECOGNIZING GATEWAY NURSING AND REHAB

  (Ms. FOXX asked and was given permission to address the House for 1 
minute.)
  Ms. FOXX. Mr. Speaker, it was an honor to visit Gateway Nursing and 
Rehab in Lenoir, North Carolina, this past Friday and attend a program 
that honored veterans who are receiving care there.
  I commend Shannon Price, the director of social services, as well as 
members of the staff for taking the time and making the effort to 
recognize those veterans.
  The program was very positive. Shannon is a true patriot, and so, 
too, are members of her family, including her son Seth, who is 
currently serving in the Army.
  Mr. Speaker, I thank Shannon and all the wonderful staff at Gateway 
Nursing and Rehab for all they do in service to our Nation's veterans 
and for those who are currently serving in the Armed Forces.
  Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent to include in the Record the 
statement of Shannon Price.
  The SPEAKER pro tempore. Is there objection to the request of the 
gentlewoman from North Carolina?
  There was no objection.

       ``Freedom is never more than one generation away from 
     extinction.'' When President Ronald Reagan spoke these words, 
     he wasn't simply offering a quotable line--he was issuing a 
     challenge that resonates across time. Today, as we gather in 
     the presence of heroes who have answered that challenge, I 
     invite you to consider: What does freedom mean when it's no 
     longer an abstract concept, but a living legacy entrusted to 
     our care? What does freedom demand of those who enjoy its 
     blessings? And how do we honor those who have sacrificed to 
     preserve it?
       For many of us, freedom exists like oxygen--essential yet 
     invisible, noticed only in its absence. We exercise our 
     liberties daily without reflection--speaking our minds, 
     pursuing our dreams, making choices large and small. Yet this 
     seemingly effortless inheritance has been secured through 
     tremendous effort. It has been purchased with courage, 
     preserved with vigilance, and passed down not as a 
     birthright, but as a sacred trust.
       Today, I want us to make the invisible visible. To 
     recognize that behind every freedom we enjoy stands someone 
     who was willing to protect it--someone like the six 
     distinguished veterans seated before us, like my son 
     currently deployed overseas, like countless others who have 
     answered when liberty called their name.
       Look at our honored guests today--veterans who served in 
     Korea and Vietnam. Their stories reveal a profound truth: 
     freedom's defenders rarely speak of heroism. Instead, they 
     talk of duty. Of brotherhood. Of the families who waited for 
     their return. They describe ordinary people thrust into 
     extraordinary circumstances, guided not by grand ideologies 
     but by love of country and commitment to the principles that 
     define us.
       Witness the solemn precision with which today's service 
     members folded our flag moments ago. Each crisp movement, 
     each respectful gesture represents more than protocol--it 
     embodies a promise. That flag, with its stars and stripes, 
     symbolizes not just a nation's history but its ongoing 
     covenant with those who serve. It reminds us that freedom 
     isn't preserved in marble monuments but in living commitments 
     renewed by each generation.
       Freedom's meaning transforms when you have someone you love 
     in the game. As the parent of a son currently deployed, I've 
     learned this truth in ways both profound and painful. Each 
     morning brings both pride and concern. Each evening ends with 
     prayers for safety. The abstract becomes intimate when you 
     love someone who stands on freedom's frontier.
       Every service family understands this reality. They know 
     the weight of missed birthdays and empty chairs at holiday 
     gatherings. They recognize the value of ordinary moments--
     Sunday dinners, bedtime stories, casual conversations--
     because they've sacrificed countless such moments for 
     something greater. They measure freedom not in lofty rhetoric 
     but in delayed dreams and postponed reunions, all given 
     willingly in service to principles that transcend individual 
     comfort.
       ``Greater love has no man than this: to lay down his life 
     for his friends.'' These words from the Bible capture 
     freedom's ultimate cost. Some who answered liberty's call 
     never returned to receive our thanks. Their sacrifice created 
     absences that can never be filled--empty chairs that remain 
     empty, voices preserved only in memory, futures unlived so 
     that our futures could continue.
       These fallen heroes represent freedom's highest price--a 
     debt we can never fully repay but must always acknowledge. 
     Their legacy lives not just in the freedoms we enjoy but in 
     how faithfully we steward what they have preserved. They 
     challenge us to ensure that their sacrifice was not in vain--
     that the liberty they protected remains worthy of such 
     devotion.
       Freedom is indeed never more than one generation from 
     extinction. It survives not through inheritance but through 
     commitment--through citizens who understand that liberty 
     requires more than celebration; it demands stewardship.
       Today, I ask you to join me in recognizing our veterans 
     present with us.
       Let their example inspire us to be worthy custodians of 
     freedom's flame. Let us honor their sacrifice not just with 
     words but with lives that reflect the values they defended. 
     And let us ensure that this precious legacy--this freedom--
     remains secure not just for our time but for generations yet 
     unborn.
       For in the end, freedom's story is still being written--and 
     we each hold the pen. Thank you.

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