A few days ago, a friend of mine posted
a blog entry about meeting a Marine who is back from Iraq.
Dad announced Saturday night that we were going to Cracker Barrel for lunch yesterday to meet a man named Isaiah. The man, he told us, is a Marine who recently returned to the U.S. after losing one of his legs in comabt in Iraq.
I wasn't terribly excited. I didn't know this man or his family and didn't think the encounter would be that interesting. But I was wrong.
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Read it all. 
