me and "big hat" (brian, the guy we lost sat. night at gunstock) were sitting around sunday night drinking until about 4:30a.m. which was a really shitty idea to begin with since i had to be at work at 8......................
anyway, brian is 82nd airborne now and we were talking about how much i wanted to join and all the bullshit associated with it. (basically, i can't join) well anyway, about midway through a sentence brian takes out his pocketknife and cuts off his jump wings, and his airborne patches off the bdu's he's wearing
he hands me the patches and tells me, "i know you want to go and can't, so i want you to have a set of mine"
i don't know why, but that meant so damn much to me i can't even put it into words. we'll miss you at gunstock big hat, Godspeed in afghanistan..............................