Your legacy isn’t the money you leave behind.
It’s the lives you touch, the people you protect, and the love you give when no one’s keeping score.
Kyran, Kevin, and Kyle are my sons now, in every way that matters. And when I close my eyes for the last time, I’ll do it wholeheartedly, knowing I kept a silent promise I made 60 years ago to a young man who gave everything so others could live.
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