Claire Clark was a member of my church when I was station in Jacksonville. She would make it a fun fact in interviews the connection between the pastor and me. My mom was headmistress of his Lutheran School in Wisconsin. The pastor would always make a point to tell the church about it every time I'm there. It not just that, I've been label as a likable guy. Forever surrounded by people who want to talk to me or the family. I like to talk to people too. Just barely to Claire Clark. I would say one or two sentences to her. No more to make a full-blown conversation. I would make conversation to her parents, but Claire was a blur on church property. She a funny person; not laugh funny, but weird funny. Claire has a habit of getting caught talking to herself when alone in a …show more content…
I totally forgot about Claire Clark during my return to North Carolina. Too busy dodging to IEDs, doing logistic strategy to remember names of people belonging to a church I attended in the past. After that year in Afghanistan I came back Prodigal Father Lutheran Church for visit. Just to let them know I was alive. Claire was there in church. Making my appearance known with a point of the finger. As always, we never talked. Her and me were the last ones to see each other before I left the church. Thus Claire stating I gave her an evil stare before leaving the