Josh Hanson was a friend and brother. Some knew him better than others. I knew him as a quiet, but humorous fellow that I shared sweat and drinks with during training; he loved a good time; he loved his friends and family. I knew him best as the card player who always seemed to kick my butt. He was also one of the occasional reliefs from guard duty. He was one of the guys in every sense of the word. My heart goes out to his family and close friends on this day above all others.
I know many understand this, but I wish more Americans who “support our troops but not the war” understood that freedom isn’t free; it always comes at a price. That isn’t just true in America.
I’m sure I’ll see some of the guys out tonight at one of the pubs having our own memorial. Thanks Josh, for everything.
Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:3