Wedding and KaBar
My husband, Rick (USMC 77-80) and I always knew our son, Aaron, was a warrior. In preteen years his bedroom assumed a camouflage identity. In teen years USMC posters were added. At 16 he and his best friend, Austin, worked out with the local poolees. They memorized the hymn, the prayer…if it could be memorized, they did so. The neighbors would see them sparring in our front yard, or running the streets together.




