A glimmer of humanity
, in the Hell of war...
Whether the Iraqi was an enemy or a friend is not known by the Marines when the body lies before them in the bunker, said Johnson. All they know is that he or she was a human that deserves the same respect afforded to American troops.
"You never know who that Iraqi is," said Johnson. "I've personally taken three Iraqi contractors that worked for us to their families in Baghdad."
The crying parents, who otherwise may never have seen their children again, were thankful the Marines took the time to fly their angels home to them.
"They are good people," said Johnson. "They thanked me and told me they will pray for me for the rest of my life. What makes it worth it is you have a hand in making sure they get back to their families."
Propaganda? Possibly, but this Bleeding Heart Liberal would like to believe otherwise.