My friend Marshall passed away the first week of the new year, with no televised funeral, no fanfare, and no celebration of his life, I'd like to tell you about him. Marshall was a U.S Army Explosive Ordnance Disposal Technician, a man who dedicated his life to the protection of others through sacrifice of his own. A friend who would always bring a smile to your face no matter what the situation, a true brother in arms.
Marshall, was medically retired from the career he loved when a virus he picked up overseas ravaged his immune system. Surgery after surgery he valiantly tried to fight as he did when he was a soldier. Unfortunately my brother in arms died from a strain of the flu and was laid to rest.
I know many of you are fixated on your personal lives not to realize that these deaths happen almost daily. Many veterans are dying due to diseases picked up overseas, suicide, or succumbing to wounds through combat. All I ask is that today by reading this you remember them and my friend Marshall, as I miss him everyday.