This was a tough book to read. I had attempted to read it many years ago when it first came out but never quite finished it. In light of what is going on in Afghanistan today I felt it was time to re-read it.
Christie Blatchford made 3 trips to Afghanistan in 2006 and came back with hundreds of hours of interviews and experiences. She struggled with how to put it on all down on paper, then decided to choose 15 specific days and write about them and the soldier(s) who were killed. While there was a lot of military jargon and ranks that were hard to keep track of, she personalized each soldier's story with love and respect. Each life lost was a tragedy. I was able to participate in the Highway of Heroes repatriation two times and show my respect for them and their families.
A must read.
pg 199 - Rob Costall's ramp ceremony: The casket was carried into the belly of the waiting Hercules C-130. A piper played the lament. A padre said a prayer, then came the goodbye: "Task Force Afghanistan, to your fallen comrade salute!" It was moving, dignified, lovely; it was also unspeakably sad. This part I wrote about for my newspaper. I didn't mention the command that immediately followed the salute: "Carry on!" I didn't write that the ceremony was over too bloody fast and seemed not nearly enough. I didn't know what to make of it, so I didn't know how to write about it. I had cried throughout but at the end all I felt was empty. I was beginning to understand how it is that soldiers are so pragmatic, why they are so constrained in their grieving: If they weren't, they couldn't possibly carry on, and carrying on is what they must do.