Tears of Honor

Yesterday I had the privilege to join with family and friends as we celebrated the life of Bill. The songs that were sung ~~~ the stories that were told ~~~ the honest message of brokenness, yet of hope ~~~ these all provided the atmosphere and the opportunity to rejoice and remember Bill’s life.

Yet, it was the very first part in the Memorial Service of ‘Billie Ralph Higdon’ which brought some moisture to these eyes of mine.

As a fellow Veteran of our United States Air Force, as well as a thirty-two year veteran in the Fire Service, I have frequently experienced the dedication and professionalism of our Military Honor Guard. Yesterday was no exception. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve ever been so emotionally effected. Perhaps some of it has to do with the events of our recent week. Yes, that has something to do with my emotion. Perhaps it has to do with myself now being an ‘old man’ --- Yes, I'm old :) and effected emotionally in a much greater way. Yet, I believe more than these ~~~ it has to do with ‘Honor’. Honor, to have likewise served this great country of ours --- the United States of America! Honor in realizing that both Billie, myself and thousands upon thousands of men & women have served these United States in order to continue to provide the most precious aspect we so enjoy ~~~ that is ‘freedom’.

Thank you to the two young Airmen who were very professional in their presentation of the colors. Thank you for the beautiful and clear playing of ‘Taps’, only but a few feet behind my ears. Might you likewise continue to serve with great honor. And thank you Billie for having served!

Respectfully,

Rick Williams, Sgt USAF