The KC Cattle Company Blog
Last weekend I was sitting in a classroom in Columbia, MO for my MBA program...
Since I was a kid, I always knew I wanted to be in the military....
Finally, I remember the day we buried Jeremy. Exiting the vehicle at the funeral home that day, I was shaking slightly at the thought of the eulogy I was giving later looming over my head. I entered the funeral home from a back entrance and began to rehearse with the other pallbearers. When Jeremy's remains exited the funeral home carried by six, I remember being taken back by the beauty of what I was seeing. Hundreds of people quietly mourning the loss of a hero. The sunshine peeking through the trees shining on American flags placed strategically up and down the street. My sister standing there with Jeremy's six-month-old son. Her tears silently ran down her face as her son innocently missed the gravitas of the situation.
