Thanks for the bump my friend.
Nothing has made me tear up like this letter and the actions of the people who wanted others to share.
I once had a dream that I traveled through Mexico, through Central Americas and down the west coast of South America in search for my son’s skeleton. When I started I knew no Spanish when I got to Peru I did and I asked for areas where the Shining Path was engaging American special forces units. Of course I didn’t know where my beloved son was but I asked for grave sites of American bones. Finally after digging and looking at bones for several months, I found his teeth. His beautiful teeth. And My heart was relieved and quest was over.
That was all a dream, horrific as it was. But the relief I had to have found him was boundless.
There is no relief from death but to honor him in life and death is a glorious thing. Their bodies were not lost. What a wonderful honor for our Fallen Soldiers.
I am so proud of the mothers of fallen soldiers!! They are keepin the memories alive.