Discussion in 'Roll of Honor & Memories - All Other Conflicts' started by Biak, Mar 6, 2010.
One of my favorite, yet least favorite, posts to visit.
Time to bump this to the forefront. Still the strongest bit of writing I've ever received.
A fitting day to visit Lt. Alger. It's cold here, we had a HELL of a pounding yesterday and last night...biggest waves I've seen yet. Snow today, but quiet. A good day to remember.
Time once again for me to read and share. Rest in Peace Tracy
I read several time the email....Rest in Peace Lt. Tracy
RIP LT. Alger. We remember
Remembering all who gave the ultimate sacrifice
Still not easy to read the letter,
Nearly 8 years.
We'll never forget
Rest in Peace Tracy.
You are not Forgotten
I'm a couple weeks late in bumping this post. Time dulls the pain yet never ends the sorrow.
Before going to bed last night we had received the news of a good friends Daughter-in-law had died after battling cancer for several years. I woke up in the middle of the night and thought of Lt. Alger. Both Tracy and Jenny were in their early thirties and I wonder, why?
As we enjoy our weekend take time to remember.
I google her obituary ever year. I found this site this time, and I am so glad to see people remembering my friend Tracy. We commissioned together and became fast friends. We chose to go to Fort Campbell together. We chose a church that excepted both of us. We went to war two weeks apart. The weekend she left we stood in that church holding hands singing "Closer than a Brother". Out of character-She started crying, then I started. The song was talking about Jesus, but it fit our relationship. We went off to war with a plan to take a girl trip to Mexico upon return. While in Iraq we emailed a few times, but got busy. We talked about our Soldiers and that guy she was thinking about marrying. I was not a big fan of the guy so I avoided talking about him. What I would give to have that conversation, any conversation, now.
A first sergeant in her unit, that knew how close we were, called me the night she died. I caught a helicopter to get to her service a day or so later. I cried and moaned uncontrollably throughout the service-raw with no military bearing. The people there didn't know me nor did I know them. I mourned in the back in the shadows wishing that those chosen to speak really knew her. No fault of theirs, she had only been in the unit for months. They talked about her physical strength, book smarts, and pink sticky pad. I wanted someone to talk about her sweet heart, her love for Christ, her loyalty to her friends, her ability to correct wrongs without hurting others. She was awesome. She was my friend.
So years later I miss her. I wish she were here to be God mommy to by twin toddlers. I cry for her, because she didn't get a family of her own. I honor her. Thank you for giving me a place to do so.
This thread. This beautiful, awful thread.
@katrina, thanks so much for adding to this little online memorial. I'm so glad you came here to tell us about Tracy. Thank you.
The email I received and posted here has had a significant impact not only on me but to everyone who has read it. Tracy's life exemplifies what many of us wish we could be, 'willing to step up when almost no one else will'.
Thank you for telling us a little more and Thank You for being one of the few who stepped up.