By: mssc54

mssc54 — Tue, 11 Nov 2008 18:37:52 +0000

I think of a young 25yr old man who was like a son to me, the husband of my middle daughter, the father of my 2nd grandson.

I think of the (nearly) year we worked side by side, day in and day out, riding together in my work van talking about all sorts of things.

I think of how fortunate we were to have him in our lives for a few short years.

I think about the love he had for the Afghani people… especially their children.

I think about what he must have felt when he saw three (Muslim) Afghani Army Nationals laying wounded on the battle field.

I think of the loss for, not only our family, but (really) the community he was a part of.

You can see more of my thoughts here.

Enjoy your freedoms, for they are expensive to maintain.

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