i cry for someone i never knew

Today I was cleaning out boxes I have in my closet that contain miscellany from my life. In a box within a box I came across the copper POW bracelet I have had since I was a young girl. I seem to remember acquiring it in either 1971 or 1972. My father is a Vietnam veteran and we were living in Ft. Benning at the time.

I decided to search the internet on a whim to see if there were any pages with info on 1st Lt. Patrick Curran, 9/29/69. I am happy that there is closure for his family as his remains were found and eventually identified.

I sit here wondering who he was as I cry for someone I never knew, but whom I have carried with me through the years from state to state, city to city.