There is a German American gentleman who lives across the lake from our cabin, and we invited him over Friday evening for Dan's birthday dinner. His son, John, his only child, was a friend of our kids and used to "play" with them while we vacationed here. John was a year older than our son, and the year he graduated from high school in Boise he joined the Army. John paid the ultimate price when he was just 19 years old. He was the gunner on a vehicle that was guarding a new post in Iraq. A truck that was laden with explosives crashed through the gate and came barreling up the road. John had little time to react, but he quickly took out the driver. Apparently there was some sort of remote detonator, because the truck blew up anyway, instantly killing John and several others. But John was credited with saving over 50 lives that day by stopping the truck where he did. In this video, John's father speaks about immigrating to this country 52 years ago, about medals of honor, and about the way he tries to honor John by giving back to the military.
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