Men full of Compassion, who Laugh & Love & Cry-
Men who'll face Eternity & aren't afraid to die-
Men who'll fight for Freedom & Honor once again-
He just needs a Few Good Men.
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We all can relate to the hurt of saying goodbye to someone we love. For me, this letter brings back memories of when we took our oldest son, to Marine Corps boot camp and then our youngest son to serve in a Marine Corps tour in Iraq. I held it together while saying goodbye with hugs, smiles, and encouragement. When out of sight, the tears burst and I made that grotesque face, the one you make when you turn your mouth inside out and your eyes squeeze tight in your sorrow. You get that ugly cry face that is much more than a cry, it becomes a wailing that is inside trapped deep within your soul. No sound comes out. No tears stream down because the anguish is stuck and will not leave.
Our youngest son, Steve was going overseas right at the height of the Iraq conflict. The news played on every channel and I can remember watching CNN constantly to see what was going on, thinking I might get a chance to see him on camera. If I just watched close enough, there might be a chance that I would get a glance of him, and that would give assurance to know he was ok; he was alive.
I think about how tough my mom was to keep it together and not cry until all backs were turned then break down which I know she had to have done. Hers would be the ugly face of tears after he could not see her. Their war was one of secrets, not knowing where in the world your loved one was going and even if they knew, they could not tell.
Thiers was a war of silent suffering and waiting. No cell phones, no satellite phones, no email. There were only these letters that take so long to reach someone. It had to be agonizing.
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