January 27
January 27
20 years ago we were gathered as a Platoon at Crockers house getting ready for our tour to Iraq. Everyone was drinking and having fun and Corey, in response to something I said, slapped me across the face. Those that know me understand that that is generally followed by a trip to the hospital for the one who crosses that line. In that moment, the red dissipated from my eyes as I saw Cory smiling at me with a goofy glazed look on his face. There was nothing Malicious about his action, it was just what he thought the moment needed. I shook it off and he put his arm around my neck, made a joke, and we cheers’d our glasses and separated. That moment is as clear and vivid to me as the day it happened. Corey was a unique soul and the world suffered a major loss on this day 20 years ago. I’m sure I’ll see you again brohiem, until then…..