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To love a hero, is one of the single most honorable opportunities one can have, To serve a country through a hero is a feat difficult at best, To support a hero for miles and years of one’s life is granted only to a select few, And to follow a hero and bare the separations are at most times cruel. To be the daughter of a Marine has been my source of pride. And when I was small everything my daddy did and all the places he went were part of a world I could not yet comprehend. I believed my daddy was larger than life. He fought in epic battles, visiting lands where the prince slays the dragon, and saved the damsel in distress. I believed he had once been a toad that my mother had kissed. Then I got older, the fairy tale ended. The truth and reality is… His commitment was not only to us, but also to his Marines with a duty to defend America, Lady Liberty, and it’s dreams. He vowed to always love us, but to put it all on the line for the cause. And if the time came, he promised to die for what he believed in, leaving us with the loss. I’ve spent my life sharing my daddy with the world. He has fed the hungry, protected the defenseless, and fought for basic rights that everyone deserves. It may sounds so simple to just believe in God, Family, and the Corps. But for those who live it everyday, for those who have died, and for those who have lost They realize the true dedication it takes. I respect my daddy and salute the uniform. He has turned boys into men and men into Marines and then fought along side them for other people’s beliefs. For My Daddy, My Hero, My Marine The person who set the highest standards for what a man should be. Daddy, you’ve been a profound influence in my life and I love you. You’ll always be a hero in your little girl’s eyes. |