RIP to a fallen warrior

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A very good friend and mentor to me was killed on Sunday in Afghanistan due to small arms and RPG fire from an insurgent force. He was on his 5th combat deployment between Iraq and Afghanistan. He is survived by a wife and 3 beautiful daughters. His name is Sergeant First Class Forrest Robertson. He will be remembered, honored, and truly missed by all those who loved and served with him.

Rest in peace brother, we will meet once more in the halls where warriors meet again. And we will smile once more because we served as brothers together. It is always the best that are taken from us too soon, and in your case SFC Rob, you were truly the best.
 
I am so sorry to hear this. I know where he is now

The soldier stood and faced his God
Which must always come to pass;
He hoped his shoes were shining bright,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward soldier,
How shall I deal with you?"
"Have you turned the other cheek,
To my Church, have you been true?"
The soldier squared his shoulders
And said "I guess I ain't,
cause those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I have had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was rough.
I've had to break your rules my Lord,
Cause the world is awfully tough.
But I never took a thing
That wasn't mine to keep,
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills just get too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here,
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you have a place for me, my Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had much,
And if you don't, I'll understand"
There was silence all around the throne,
Where all the saints had trod,
As the soldier waited quietly
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now my soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Come walk the streets of Heaven,
You've done your time in Hell.
 
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