I had a good friend in our company that just got a letter from his wife and he had a new baby … so he was going home in the next two days.  We had a little party for him that night out in the boonies. A chopper was coming in the next day with supplies, and we kept saying, “you get on that chopper and get outta here!” He says “nope. I got a tour. I'm gonna finish my last day.” Well, about two in the afternoon, he got hit with an RPG, and I mean, it blew him almost in half. And it just, we were destroyed, we were just sick from it.

- Jerry