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Monday, March 29, 2010

Well well well

Yesterday myself and two friends drove 7 hours to go to a funeral for a very good friend and a fellow Marine. It was really hard for me seeing him laying there and seeing his family and all us Marines greving over him. I know he wouldn't want us to be upset but instead laugh and have fun in remembering him. He was not only a steller Marine but a good friend who would help you out any way that he could.

Should I feel bad b/c with everything that is going on with me I just keep feeling like it should be me b/c sometimes I feel like I have nothing else left and he had so much left to live for.

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