Normally the when the phones drop at camp Edwards there is really no chance that Joe is going to call me back. It is hard enough to get reception, most of the time he is just tired and can't talk again.
Today, he ended up calling me back quite a few times and this made me very happy. The last call however, was the one that made my day. A call had dropped earlier, but it was late enough where I was expecting to not hear from him again. The call was simply that he wanted to wish me good night and tell me that he loved me.....yes.... Nothing else he could have done would make me happier.
I know this isn't much of a post, but it was a noteworthy cause. This is just my best way of acknowledging it!
left behind
15 years ago

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