When a father came home
My son-in-law arrived home from the Middle East on Father’s Day. He had been gone four months, leaving behind his seven-week-old son, his three-year-old daughter and his lovely wife. A reservist in the National Guard, he flew refueling missions during the conflict with Iran. On the first night of combat, his squadron was told that 25 percent of the pilots taking off from the base might not return. Imagine hearing those words. A moment doesn’t go by that we aren’t grateful the prediction never came true for him. But we knew the nights were long and dangerous for his ...
