The Love that Asks No Question, the Love that Stands the Test
John Kirbow

This is a fine piece, from the writing to the photographs you chose, to the inclusion of that Wonderful hymn, “I vow to thee, my country.” This was the song that echoed in your mother’s heart and punctuated the days you were in the Army, when you first went abroad, then when you posted to Iraq. It would flow through me by surprise, and like you, tears would come unbidden. I never doubted that the words described you, the dearest and the best, whose impulse was always to bravery and, if called, the most loving sacrifice. For this reason, I was never afraid, just trusting and proud.

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