This was in the Sunday Houston Chronicle:
Dear Abby: I was a soldier serving in Iraq. Last April, I was in a vehicular accident while part of a military convoy and was medevaced to the nearest medical treatment facility. I didn't mind sharing the trauma room with the Marine who had arrived there before me. He had been shot three times in the face. While I was in the room with this brave Marine, the trauma crew fought valiantly to save his life. He flat-lined seven times in just the short period after I got there. Finally, the doctor told them it was over, and they covered him up. I never knew his name. I lay on my litter while they started to work on my arm, which had been pinned under the truck during my accident and crushed, crying silently for the life that had been lost. I am writing this to you to let that Marine's parents and friends know how hard the doctors and crew fought to save his life. Besides the medical crew, I am the only one who knows. He wasn't just a face or a name on a memorial to them. He was a life, and many people tried hard to keep him alive. If he had
been my child, I would want to know.

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And I want to Thank You Veterans for serving and protecting. I appreciate you.
Have a Great Veterans Day!