"that was rough...."

It's difficult when it's one of your own.
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That's what he said when he came out. "that was a rough one"
He was talking about the funeral of Vietnam vet, Sgt. Kenneth Thompson. One of us. Many of those that would ride with him, one last time, had ridden with him before, had attended the service.

His wife had passed in January and he hung on, best he could. I will say it, his son told us that it was the Patriot Guard that kept him going. After she passed, he, like most men, didn't talk much. But some of the finest women, true unsung heroes, I know, are involved in the Patriot Guard. They kept him talking.

After he lost his wife, Ken became a member of the Patriot Guard. He was a true brother to many that served in Vietnam during the mid to late '60s. He was always there. He rode every mission he could make during the last months of his life. Always giving, instead of grieving. He missed her, but kept busy. He was a regular at the Tri-City Gun Club and at the American Legion hall. As if he wasn't busy enough with 11 grandchildren.

It seemed fitting.... that along with us.... on Kens last ride.... rode his son. He lives on.......