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		<title>By: bilmol1996</title>
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		<description>If someone had told me that knowing a person that was a hero would be the saddest day of my life I would have never believed them. Today I know a hero and I am sad. I am sad mainly because I can not tell him how proud of him I am and how much I love him anymore. I have an emptiness in me that no amount of patriotism can fill. Today I know a hero, he would tell you he is not one, that he was doing his job something that he loved, him and his dog. As I sit paralyzed in my daily life I think back upon the days when he was just a boy with a smile as big as his heart willing to do anything to help anybody and I think about how that quality that simple act of human compassion grew with him into manhood. I have no child of my own, he is the son I dreamed of having, good, kind, funny all the things that are good about us. He is my brother in arms a bond that can not be broken even in death, it is a bond shared by all those who have served their country. We have all joined that reluctant group of the gold star families, no one ever wishes to be a member of this family but once we are we are bound together by two things, the loss of our loved one and we all know a hero. Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will forever know a hero and I am sad. 

Brandon I love you and miss you so much

Bill</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If someone had told me that knowing a person that was a hero would be the saddest day of my life I would have never believed them. Today I know a hero and I am sad. I am sad mainly because I can not tell him how proud of him I am and how much I love him anymore. I have an emptiness in me that no amount of patriotism can fill. Today I know a hero, he would tell you he is not one, that he was doing his job something that he loved, him and his dog. As I sit paralyzed in my daily life I think back upon the days when he was just a boy with a smile as big as his heart willing to do anything to help anybody and I think about how that quality that simple act of human compassion grew with him into manhood. I have no child of my own, he is the son I dreamed of having, good, kind, funny all the things that are good about us. He is my brother in arms a bond that can not be broken even in death, it is a bond shared by all those who have served their country. We have all joined that reluctant group of the gold star families, no one ever wishes to be a member of this family but once we are we are bound together by two things, the loss of our loved one and we all know a hero. Yesterday, today and tomorrow I will forever know a hero and I am sad. </p>
<p>Brandon I love you and miss you so much</p>
<p>Bill</p>
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