I was searching last night for a soldier from Omaha who died in Vietnam about 5 months before I went into the service. He had been on my mind for the last few weeks. I could not remember his name although I worked with his mother at a restaurant. Since my brother worked at the same place and still sees some of those we worked with, I asked him. He was able to give me enough of the name so that I could find him on the Virtual Wall. I was able to read a little about him and his death. I'm not sure why I keep thinking of him recently. I guess it must be that Vietnam is always in my thoughts. In this case I wanted to know more about this young man, when he died and was buried. It may sound strange but I do not want those who died in Vietnam forgotten.
Anyway, during this time I felt that someone was in the den with me. I turned and thought I saw the door closing and it was not fully open as it had been. I called for my wife and asked if she was going to bed thinking she was outside the door in the hall. No response. So I walked out into the hall and she was not even upstairs. I called down to her and she said she had not been up there but heard me ask about going to bed and was a little confused on what I was asking/doing.
I decided it was time to hit the sack and as I do every night I lay in bed and pray and this night said some special prayers for this fallen brother. And I know it may sound very strange to most people but I wonder if it was him (his spirit) in the room with me knowing he had been in my mind and thoughts. This weekend I hope to go to the cemetery to see him, say some prayers and thank him for his service and giving his life for us and to tell him he is not forgotten.
Goodnight my brothers - I will always remember you.
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