So there was a story told to me a long time ago about this fallin Military members funeral... It was cold and the snow was thick... Everything went as it should have there was noone who interupted it noone to shun or disgrace the dead... However at the end something went wrong... ish... See after the funeral is over the shells from the shots fired are suppose to be collected and given to the family member... This is part of the practice that isnt all that well known... The problem came when the shells went in to the snow and got burried... The Color Guards looked for a long while (how long was not told to me) but they ended up giving up and explaining to the family they would have to fire off new rounds later to give to them... The mother got a TAAADDDD pissed off... but what could they do... the shells were lost in the snow... Well... When i think about this i understand both sides of the story... Why she is pissed off and why they would have found it easier to just give her new shells... Then however i think of what i would have did... As someone who is not very effected by the cold and probably one of the most stubborn hard headed never giving up son of a good mother i am... If it were me... Without a doubt if it were me... I would have been down on my hands and knees digging through all the snow by myself if need be... until EVER SINGLE ONE was found... My dignity and pride would NEVER allow me to give up on something so important to a mother...
Posted on: Sat, 28 Sep 2013 09:10:24 +0000
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