My husband was and is a Marine, a combat veteran. Once a Marine always a Marine. He is unlike anyone I have ever met. He is confident caring and wonderful. He is the man you see on the side of the road changing the tire for the elderly ladies. He is the man who witnesses a single vehicle accident and stops to render aid. He keeps the father calm while he climbs into the cab of the pickup through the windshield to get to the daughter. He keeps them both calm and stops the young girls bleeding head wound, until help arrives. He is the man that, while driving nights, witnesses a motorcycle completely miss the turnoff on the highway and plows into the bridge support. He is the one who stops and cradles the man in his arms as he takes his last breath. He continues to hold him until the police arrive. My husband is not a police officer. He is not a fireman. He is not an EMT. He is a United States Marine. Semper Fi, Tonnie Franklin. Donna Franklin
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 05:20:22 +0000
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