Andrew Olmsted was a writer and blogger at the wonderful site Obsidian Wings. He was also a soldier in Iraq. Yesterday, he was killed. Before he left to serve his deployment, he wrote a post to be published in the event of his death. It is wise and warm and witty and moving. It is also poignant beyond words, and should be read by all. Oddly, what I'm finding worst is that I desperately want to write Andrew and tell him how much I liked it. That I can't do that somehow makes his death all too real. Sadly, I know neither how to properly celebrate nor grieve Andrew, but after reading this, I desperately want to do both. The closest I can come is to ask you to click on the link, and to promise that it will not be a maudlin experience, but a deeply human one.
