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I Am Back, And So Is My Son




I will post more news tomorrow and many more pics, but it is late and I am tired. I sleep tonight with one less worry. If you click on the lower picture you will be able to see the color guard approaching the plane from the left, as well as the base worker next to the truck with his hand on his heart. Not yet at the base of the stairs were no less than a General and Colonel who personally shook hands with each returning soldier.

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