Soldier-daddy

My daughter, son-in-law, and 2 year-old granddaughter were flying home to Oklahoma today and had a three-hour layover in Atlanta. I was able to get a pass to go down to the gate to meet them since I was in uniform.
I met them and we went to TGIF to get dinner. It was a 40-minute wait so we were standing there talking. I had Eleanor up on my shoulders like I used to do with my kids. This lady and little girl about 3 or 4 years old walk up. The lady says, "Her Soldier-daddy was just killed. She saw you and wanted to say hi." So I leaned over and said Hi, and she responded, "Hi, Soldier-daddy." We talked for a minute or so, and the lady said she had to go, and told the little girl to wish me good luck. The little girl said, "Good luck. Bye, Soldier-daddy." As the two were walking away, the little girl said to the lady, "He looks just like my Soldier-daddy."

Irregardless of what the left-wing nut jobs think, no one in the military likes war. We train for it, prepare for it, try to succeed at winning it. Let's get the job done. Let's teach the Iraqi and Afghan military and police how to be good at their jobs, to defend and protect their country. Then let's bring everyone home. We don't need any more little girls growing up without their Soldier-daddies.