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You pick him up, brush him off, wipe his tears, hug his cheers. Then one day, all too soon,
boy stands up and speaks those words 'Duty, Honor, and Country'. I wonder where
he learned those words, a knowing proudly smiles; For now God controls his future miles.
A boy, almost man, proudly wears his new wings as he flys his to Afghanistan. A parent
waves a weak-kneed too proud for words, I can not lie.
Minutes hours, days become years and months an eternity. An occasional satellite call
from the Middle 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 ceiling; oh, it 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 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
reacts; must retrieve those pallets; we must all act.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go too. Three fine young boys, almost men; and one brave girl,
someone's daughter. These four brave heroes depart on their mission. Rapidly swept
downstream, too far to have known. They crossed that invisible line where the has
grown. Gunfire rings out; all are wounded; rescue team needed; Secure that with extreme
caution heeded; More gunfire and several combatants are all enemy insurgents - their
ultimate cost. The commander a priority mission; retrieve our wounded and get them
safe. Get in get out; use the route.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go too. Four young boys, almost men; prepare C130 to fly across
that invisible line. Loaded with nurses, medics and special forces too, they land on a
acquired airstrip, looking for a clue.
up the wounded; three young boys, almost men and one brave girl, someone's daughter.
Job well done; God's speed out; come on - hurry the pace- the pressure is on, it's a life
race.
But the plan is sometimes mystifying; all four wounded heroes lose their battle for life.
Their bodies land and heroes they are; But God takes their soles on a journey afar
This C130 crew, now four strong men, are back in Bagram and in their den; And on the
phone you hear - can't tell you anything Dad - but check the news. We are all safe; all our
But four sets of parents got that horrific news. And it occurred to me how they too must
hate that News.
God our Heroes

by Jim Portale, Sr May 2010
In honor of our men & women serving their country past, and future