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You pick him up, brush him off, wipe his tears, hug his cheers. one day, all too soon, this
boy stands up and confidently speaks those 'Duty, Honor, and Country'. I wonder where
he learned those words, a knowing parent proudly smiles; For now God controls his miles.
A boy, almost man, proudly his new wings as he flys his C130 to Afghanistan. A parent
waves a weak-kneed good-bye too for words, I can not lie.
Minutes become hours, days become and months an eternity. An occasional satellite call
the Middle East just to say "hello" and "I'm all right". These few minutes spent creates such
a light.
The flicker from the computer monitor dances on the oh, it must be 3 am again, what a
feeling. Get up to check for news; 2nd time tonight, that's not so bad. And I'll bet I'm
not the worried Dad.
What's this I read; a in Afghanistan? Not much detail; I'll have to wait. No sleep tonight -
it would be late. A Texas cargo plane misses the airdrop zone; no one knows why; no one
blames. The pallets splash down in the river; there are no flames. a heavy heart the
commander reacts; retrieve those pallets; we must all act.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go too. Three fine boys, almost men; and one brave young girl,
someone's daughter. These four brave depart on their fateful mission. Rapidly swept
downstream, too far to have known. They crossed that invisible line the hostility has
grown. Gunfire rings all are wounded; rescue team needed; Secure that area with extreme
caution heeded; More gunfire and several combatants are lost; all insurgents - their
ultimate cost. The commander announces a priority retrieve our wounded and get them
safe. Get in get use the quickest route.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go too. young boys, almost men; prepare their C130 to fly across
that invisible line. Loaded with nurses, and special forces too, they land on a newly
acquired airstrip, everywhere for a clue.
Load up the three young boys, almost men and one brave girl, someone's daughter.
Job well done; God's speed out; come on C130 - hurry the pace- the is on, it's a life
race.
But the master plan is sometimes mystifying; all four heroes lose their battle for life.
Their bodies land fine and heroes they are; But God takes soles on a journey afar
C130 crew, now four strong men, are back in Bagram and in their canvas den; And on the
phone you - can't tell you anything Dad - but check the news. We are all safe; all our crews
But sets of parents got that horrific news. And it occurred to me how much they too must
that Breaking News.
God Bless our

wrritten by Jim Portale, Sr May
In honor of our men & women their country past, present and future