My Hero

I am very proud of my brother.  He plays the trumpet in United States Army. There have been a couple of people (not many) that have questioned me when I've told them that.  They say, "Oh, really?"  Judging by the tone in their voice, they are really saying "He must not be a real soldier."  I want to say that I am very proud of my brother, and he is indeed a real soldier.  He has one of the hardest jobs in the Army. 

Today, I read his Facebook post and cried.  No one should have to go through what he does day in and day out.

I've put 300-400 soldiers in the ground. Really I lost count after 200. You would think it would get easier after a while but in fact gets harder and harder and harder. Every time I walk into BAMC with my trumpet under my arm, people look at me and tear up, cover their face or just turn and walk away. They know why I'm there, they know we just lost another soldier at the burn center.

Can you imagine having his job?  Can you imagine playing Taps at countless funerals?  I am thankful for the service that he provides our country.  I love you Jeff.  You make me proud to be an American.