A Soldier's Death in Afghanistan

The night before he was killed, we were on the phone and he said, youd non taken the convoy out going to the fob. He would spend twelve to fifteen hours seeing soldiers that were coming and off a combat. The soldier that had just seen his best friend blown up. Dave could sit with him for an hour and get his brain to no longer be triggered by the memory. And twenty four hours later, i had, you know, dressed blue uniforms walking up my driveway. But i knew, i knew he was gone. There was there was no question in her mind....