Karen Marks

Plano, TX

September 2006 We had to make a stop at the barber before heading to the airport this morning. And with camera in hand I took pictures as the local barber, who does most all Military personnel around here, buzzed away. I don’t know how many Moms he has seen taking a Marine’s picture, but I needed something to do while he cut and the last time I had taken pictures of Michael getting a haircut was his very first at the age of one. The drive was quiet on the way to the airport, I drove as Marine Michael slept next to me. When we pulled up to check in his sea bags I waited a few minutes to wake him, not wanting this moment to come. As he hugged me goodbye he noticed the tears running down my face and he said, “Mom don’t cry please don’t be sad, I’m beginning my life.” Then as he walked through the double sliding doors in his uniform he looked back with a great big grin. Karen Marks Plano, Texas