No greater Love is there than this...

Here are two pictures from the funeral for Chris Walsh. As I said he was killed by a roadside bomb in Iraq on September 4. The scene was the most moving thing I can recall in my recent memory. One hundred and fifty firefighters and EMTs came over from St Louis and the Navy and Marines helped to give Chris a fitting tribute that surely would have made this modest young man go and bury his head in the sand from embarrassment. Flags lined the church yard and it made me so very proud of Chris, proud of my church, proud of my city and proud of my country. It truly was the most amazing thing to witness. And in six short weeks, my 23 year old son will depart for the US Air Force. I am certainly proud of him and his willingness to serve his country. God bless Joe, and Sean Patrick Brady(in Iraq), JayBrown (on the border of Afghanistan), Shon Collins(in Iraq), Pat Walsh(just escorted his fallen brother home from Iraq), and Kyle Lippold (the son of an old friend, Kyle is in Iraq) the men who I personally know that are serving their country. There just are not the right words to express my gratitude for their sacrifice. No greater love is there than to lay down one's life for a friend-John 15:13. Thank you men, and all the others serving our country as soldiers, sailors, airmen, marines, police, firefighters and of course EMTs, from the bottom of my heart.

Uh-Oh!

Boy have I messed up. This will be legend some day but at 20 years of age it IS NOT FUNNY. My son asked me to cut his hair. I asked if we could wait until tomorrow but he wanted it done tonight. So I said, "Get the stuff".

I asked him how long he wanted it and I showed him the makings on the clipper and the 3/4" guard is light purple. I put on the dark purple which is 1/4" and quickly made a swipe up the back of his head. I immediately gasped and he was not too happy. Holy Cow! But I think all in all it really doesn't look too bad. But he is still miffed with me. So I am keeping a low profile and I think I will head to bed early. Time to start a new week anyway. Like I said someday he will laugh about it. I hope.

I am so very very sad

I got a call last evening that a friend of mines son had been killed in Iraq. In fact he and his family were our carpool for the majority of the time that my kids were in grade school. He was an EMT in the Naval Reserves assigned to a Marine unit and was killed by a roadside bomb. Chris was 30 years old and his brother Patrick is a Marine who was also stationed in Iraq. Pat is escorting his brother back to KC for his funeral and burial in Ft Leavenworth National Cemetary. It makes me so sad for his family. Chris is with his Dad now and with our heavenly Father. There are just no words to make things okay for his family.

UGH!

I am cranky and if I could hide it I would. Some penance for a Friday huh? I will try and pretend that I am not just ready to run away. Can't explain it, won't even try, I am just cranky for cranky's sake.