Remembering my son

Remembering my son

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My son was strong, proud, loyal and fair. He was funny, kind and intelligent. My son was quiet, loud and smelly. He loved cats. His deployment to Iraq solidified his mission to become a voice for the voiceless. He is missed by so many that benefited from his good heart and his generosity of spirit. I miss his laugh, I miss his smell. I miss my son. My Damian.

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