Fourteen years ago this cute little guy was skipping down the aisle as the ringbearer for our wedding.
I never imagined that one day he would follow in his Uncle and Grandfather's footsteps and join the United States Marine Corp. I for sure never thought we'd be gathering in the middle of Twenty Nine Stumps to ship him off to Iraq.
I grew up an Air Force brat and always felt it was every red blooded American male's duty to serve our country....that is, until it became a reality. He's just a kid, he's got a cute girlfriend and a whole life ahead of him, and now we're hugging good bye so he can go to war? WAR. How does a brother console his sister whose only baby is going on the fight of his life?
How did this other Marine's wife stay so strong while holding her unconsolable daughter while she was screaming, "My Daddy! Not my daddy!"?
I suppose it's getting quite common now to be shipping our guys off, but this was my first experience with it. Joey's family had to go through this when he went to fight in Desert Storm. I hope it's all of ours, last.
Stay strong, Lcpl. Jordan Alvarado. We're so proud of you, devil dog.