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