MORNINGMANIAC's Blog

Just when I think I m gonna lose all faith in my fellow man--something happens to restore my faith...

I had the privilege of flying from Atlanta to Los Angeles with a soldier who paid the ulimate price in the cost of war...He was killed in the line of duty and being taken home to his final resting place...

I saw the officer when we boarded the plane--I was one of the first on board and he was already seated comfortably...The captain made an announcement that we were traveling with a few of America's finest servicemen and much to my delight a rousing applause erupted...The officer was sharp...Shoes spit polished so well you could see your reflection in them...Hair neatly coifed...Pants and shirt pressed to perfection with bars glaring off his shoulders...This officer truly made you proud...

It wasnt until we landed that the captain of our flight made the announcement that we were carrying the fallen soldier to his final resting place...The captain asked that everyone remain seated to give the officer a clear path to the door so he could carry out his duties...Which required him to go out on the tarmac and supervise the off loading of the remains...When the door opened no one moved--everyone sat and waited and paid hommage...and in their own private way said thank you to the soldier who gave his life to protect ours...I was so moved-- I sat and watched the off loading process which was done with the greatest of care...
His parents would have been so proud to know how many people were so thankful for his ultimate sacrifice...

I dont know the soldiers name--but i do know he will never be forgotten...