It’s a story about a baby boy. I had a baby boy once. He’s 14 now and pushing 6’2”, but he really was a baby once.
He was born in December of 2002, and in March of the following year we went to war with Iraq…again.
Right after the war began, if you
remember, a maintenance company was ambushed. It was the 507th Maintenance Company, and 6 soldiers were taken captive.
I remember rocking my baby boy and listening to the news and thinking, “Those [Read more…]