While on Facebook last night, there were several people listed on the side where they have friend suggestions.  I saw the name of someone I went to school with and worked with.  Of course, I clicked on her name so I could send a request to add her as a friend and her profile came up.  I noticed her sisters on her “friends” list, which I knew also.  Then I saw her nephew, Peter listed as well. In his profile picture there were 3 people in the picture and it looked like maybe he was in a band.  So, I googled his name to see if he was on his way to fame in the music business or something (kinda chuckling) and it was then I learned that he had passed away in February.

He was all of about 4 years old when I met him while working at a local daycare, and I haven’t seen him in quite a few years, but I now know “what ever became of” Peter Courcy.  He became an American Hero who paid the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom and our country.  He lost his life, proudly serving in Afghanistan. I am proud to have known him even for a short time, long ago.  Thank you, Pete!  I remembered you as a sweet, bright-eyed little boy and now I will remember you as a hero as well.