I am so thrilled that DH is back at Ft. Bliss and will be home sometime Thursday. A mother and father were awaiting the arrival of their son, a 20 year old Marine, an Eagle Scout, a track star, home from Iraq. He finally arrived yesterday. The town turned out. We held our American flags proudly in our hands and solemnly welcomed him back home, down Main St. I just returned from his wake. He could have gone to any college he wanted, been anything that he wanted, but all of his life he wanted to be a Marine. The Proud and the Few. Our sons played Little League Baseball with Steve. They were in Cub Scouts with Steve, they were in Boy Scouts. DS 21 graduated from high school with him. His parents are loving, simple and very proud parents comforted in the knowledge that he loved the Marines, he loved his country, his town, his friends and his family. He chose his second tour of duty in Iraq and was anxious to return to do the job that he believed in. He took pride in what he was doing for the Iraqi people. He was killed on patrol on May 4th.in Al Anbar Province. Like all such wakes, such sad events brings a town together. We walked past his track shoes, his snow board, pictures of him with his family, a stuffed Marine teddy bear, memorbilia from his child hood. a GI Joe doll dressed as a Marine Recon. soldier. What he was. His scout master was there, his teachers, his neighbors, friends, people who didn't know him but would have been so proud to call him a friend. The Marine honor guard stood at attention. Other Marines assisted family and friends in their sadness. We will miss you Steve. You made us all so proud!!

So sad. And blessings for his family, his friends. A thank you to him, them, and you and your family too, Dawn, for all your hubby does.