Saturday, August 20, 2005

Thanks to Ernie, over at Ernie's House of Whoop Ass, I ran across this story.

John Prazynski went to greet his son's unit on its return to Camp Lejeune. But John's son, Taylor, was not present. Taylor had been killed a few months before.

"I don't have any sort of agenda. I guess I want to thank his brothers for being there for him, and thank his friends for being his friends," Prazynski said.

Once word spread of who he was, Taylor's unit all stopped by to offer a few words.

I find that touching.


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