What a wake up call for me this July 4th weekend. One of the members of my close group of friends growing up was killed Wednesday in Iraq. He was the captain of a squadron in the army, and his vehicle was hit with missile fire. Died on the way to the hospital. This is easily the closest person that I have ever lost....I guess in that aspect I have been lucky throughout my 29 years.
Be careful while out there celebrating your July 4th weekend boys...and remember why we are celebrating, and especially who we are celebrating.