Sunday, April 23, 2006

The Price Of Our Freedom

There's a terrible price in preserving our civilization from the barbarians, much of it paid by the families of our dead and maimed - here are two examples I found deeply moving and uplifting.

The Guardsman's Parents

The death of a child must be unbearable, yet
this couple, with dignity and fortitude, reassure his fellow troopers:

The parents of a British soldier killed in a roadside bomb attack in Iraq have issued a staunch defence of the army's role in rebuilding the country.

Speaking just 48 hours after the death of their son, Lieutenant Richard Palmer, Brigadier John Palmer and his wife, Sue, who bravely smiled for the cameras, said that the Scots Dragoon Guard had been "making a difference" while serving in Basra.

"Life was very difficult for his squadron, for his troop, but he still believed in what they were doing - they were doing it very professionally - and that they were, little by little, making a difference for the majority of the population."

Lt Palmer (aged 27) had returned home on leave three weeks ago and showed his parents photographs of "his boys".

Brigadier Palmer, 56, who served in the same regiment for 30 years, added: "He talked about what they had been through together and thought a great deal of
them."

The Marine's Wife

This from Rottweiler. She's just 23, pregnant, and saying goodbye to her dead husband, while his comrades watch over her.


Todd Heisler © News The night before the burial of her husband, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to him for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that would have been played at a formal wedding they never held. She asked the Marines to continue standing watch. "I think that's what he would have wanted," she said.
If you can bear it, read the full story.