Somewhere In Iraq = My brother Morgan
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In the picture above is my "little" brother, somewhere in Iraq.  
I remember a college day that I came home for Christmas and Morgan
sprinted to the door to challenge me to arm wrestle for the last time.  
Finally, he beat me.  I had to pay him fifty cents to leave me alone.  
Now I'd give anything just to be able to hold his hand.

In a previous e-mail sent to me was a summary of truth:
"Two defining forces ever to fight for you:  Jesus Christ and the
American Soldier.  One fights for your soul, the other fights for your
freedom.  Eternity is forever, it just happens to begin on Earth".
Danna Nazzarett
writer photographer
Do not forget to entertain strangers,
for by so doing some have unwittingly
entertained angels.
Hebrews 13:2