Today I attended the funeral of the 2nd soldier, Sgt Henry, from the 38th MP Company that was lost on Aug 4th.Today I learned how loved Sgt. Henry was by both his family, his soliders and his firefighter brothers.
He should be so proud of his young daughter that got up and read a poem she wrote to her father before he left for Iraq and another she wrote when she got word of his death.
That young girl was so strong, so brave, so proud. She moved me more than anyone else speaking.
Indianapolis lost a good man. We won't forget him though. He will always be in our hearts.
God bless you Sgt. Henry.
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Both SPC Menke and Sgt. Henry well be dearly missed by their family, loved ones and their company. They may not be missed for their patriotism but by their dash. Please see the poem below.
God bless the men and women of the 38th.
Sincerely,
Bruce Albrecht
The Dash
I have seen death stare at me with my own eyes in a way many cannot know.
I've seen death take others but still leave her below.
I've heard many screams of mother cries but death has refused to hear.
In my life I have seen many faces filled with many tears.
After death has come and gone, a tombstone sits for many to see.
But it serves no more than a symbol of a person's memory.
Under the person's name it reads the date of birth-and the date the person passed.
But the more I think about the tombstone the only important thing is the dash.
Yes, I see the name of the person, but that I might forget.
I also read the date of birth and death, but even that might not stick.
But thinking about the person, I can't help but to remember the dash.
Because it represents a person's life and that will always last.
So when you begin to chart your life, make sure you are on a positive path.
Because people may forget your birth and death, but they will never forget your dash.
-Alton Maiden
What a truly touching poem - I am so thankful for all the heros that are fighing for all of us!
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