Four years have gone by....

Lt. Noah Harris

a Hero among men

The day began as any day does in Iraq, it was hot and dry. half the platoon had to go to FOB Warhorse, it seemed like any Friday. But little did we know this day would stand alone much like the 14th of Feb, just a little more personal. Now the Plt. was split up into a "A" section and a "B" section, and sense B had just gone to Warhorse they also went on the night patrol. Things that night were a little different, Lt Harris never really went out with B section, and we had not prayed before we left. But away we went off into the night with nothing on our minds but having to go out on "Friday Night Fight Night". and with Lt. Harris' cry, "Bring em out, bring em out", we left the FOB and went to find the terrorists that were working in Buhriz.....a little more than two and a half hours later. Lt. Noah Harris and Clp. William Long had been killed.

Its been four years sense that day, and i struggle with it still. nothing is harder to live with than knowing that some of the greatest Americans are no longer here with us. But i live everyday for them. not a single day goes by that i don't think back to that fateful night. the pain comes back, but the fear of the unknown is always here with me. at the same time i have to press on, if not for myself than for them. God has given me the strength to get through every nightmare i have, all the sleepless nights i lay awake thinking of them, and the pain that i carry with me from one day to the next. June 17th 2005 will always be a day that i hate, a day i wish never happened, a day i hope does not come, and a day i lived through. and so every year at this time i will honor my fallen brothers.

if you have questions let me know. i would rather you ask, and be left to wonder.