When we drove up to the cemetery that night, it was just like he had been killed all over again.
And that was his dream and now one thing that makes me proud is that he did live his dream.
He had to go sign up. There was no stopping him then.
Something special for him but also to show the community that this was a marine who was proud to serve his country. And was even willing to give his life.
That to me is comforting. That's where I find my comfort.
He knew that was me talking if he heard that.
The headstone had just been placed the day before and when I saw the grave and part of it was empty, it was like they killed my son again.
They're known sometimes as a guardian angel to their fellow marines and to watch over and protect them.
One of his friends was going home that night and he saw something on the side of the road.
