Thursday, September 11, 2008

100 Words - 5

Sgt was in the Immediate Reaction Unit; my heart sank with the knowledge that soon I would be getting a call from him telling me he had to go. The call came, his voice was a mixture of emotions but the one that stands out the most for me was the excitement. 14 years he had been training for this. 12 years I had been telling myself this day could come. People ask me how I do it, love a soldier. I always reply: “It’s not what he does; it’s who he is.” I’m damn proud of who he is.

--from Hurry Up n Wait

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I live across the pond knowing that day will come too, it almost did not so long ago but we were away. He couldn't hide that he was a little sad not to be one of those working down in the underground My husband is in the London Fire Brigade and would likely be one of the first to attend the next time they try x