Wearing Red, White and Blue

     You are going to know this type of guy when I describe him. He has a big toothy grim, crazy curly mop of hair and he's your best friend. He's your chemistry partner, by choice, and he knows your secrets.

     I'm describing my buddy Jeff. In the tiny town where I grew up, a young person had a few choices. You could stay and find a job, go to college and disperse across the U.S. (this is what I did) or join the military. Jeff chose the service.

     As the years rolled by quickly after graduation, I began to organize our 10 year class reunion. I was writing to Jeff and thinking how great it will be to see him, but this reunion would not go as planned. Jeff was one of the first Americans to die in the Persian Gulf War. On the very day of the planned reunion was Jeff's funeral. Television media from all over the state swarmed the service because he was one the first to perish. 

     On patriotic holidays, like the fourth of July, I think of him some 20 years later. I admire his service to our country because I know his intensions were true and his commitment to our freedom was solid. This was just the kind of person he was. Thank you Jeff, I will always honor and remember you in my heart.

dress--ellen tracy
purse--cole haan
shoes--nine west (consignment purchase)
necklace--unknown


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