He's coming home this spring, my grandson, a Navy corpsman deployed in Af'ganstn. We are all pretty excited.
I've worn a dog tag with his name, and a St Chris on a chain since he left months ago. They klink together, which makes me sound like a bell cow most of the time. Have gotten so used to wearing it and having a good thought when I hear it klink that I'm not sure I can dispense with my talisman when he's back on American soil.