Years ago, some recruiter roped my son in to joining the PA. National Guard at one of those high school assemblies. I was dismayed and quite against it! But I was told not to worry, it was just for college money, etc.
Yet when it came time for the basic initiation it was real army! That scared me a bit but I was told not to worry..it was just for basic training and just for college money, etc.
( It WAS real army…while he was there at basic training one of his best friends died in a tragic car accident and he could not come home. )
And later still.. it was real army again, because he had to go to Iraq. I envisioned the PA. National Guard ‘saving’ us in a blizzard, not being sent to Iraq. When my son was in Ar Ramadi, the headlines had something horrible going on there on a daily basis. I would sit at work, in my office, a nervous wreck, until I would see that he was online, available for chat, and still alive. Sometimes he would NOT be available and I would have to follow the news to figure out why…usually someone had died that day and they were not able to get online, and I’d just wait to find out if it was him. There were so many that died over time….
It was an awful time and how did people in the old days ( before the internet and chat and emails and constant news updates ) ever manage the worry and wondering and relying on letters sent in the mail.
There were many deaths in my son’s brigade and one day this gentleman died. Oh, he’d been to my home on several occasions…he was a good friend to my son. He was a wonderful person and loved by all of his comrades.
Quoting my son Scott ” His name is Sergeant First Class Brent Adams. Brent was my platoon/motor sergeant during my combat tour in Iraq. On 12/01/2005, he lost his life to an insurgent rocket …attack on his truck during a convoy in Ramadi, Iraq. I was supposed to be the driver of that truck, but Brent took my place at the last minute so that I could get some rest from a 24 hour mission in which I hit an IED the night before. This mans selfless service and sacrifice is the reason I am alive today. Rest In Peace, brother. I am forever grateful and forever in your debt. Happy Memorial Day.”
My grandson is named after this hero that we will never forget.
Thank you to all veterans who have served and are serving now. Thank you to all of the family members who suffer through this time alongside of them.