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    Unhappy Family: Son killed in Iraq was weeks away from coming home

    Family: Son killed in Iraq was weeks away from coming home
    WFMJ Youngstown

    KENT, Ohio A sailor from northeast Ohio who was scheduled to return home by the end of the month was killed in Iraq.
    Twenty-one-year-old Luke Emch was a Navy corpsman assigned to the Marines. His family said he was killed Thursday by an explosive device near Ramadi.Emch lived in Brimfield Township near Kent.Emch was a 2004 graduate of Tallmadge High School. His family says he was scheduled to wrap up his tour of duty today, and after a few weeks of debriefings, return home by the end of March.Emch attended the University of Akron for a year before deciding to join the Navy in 2006.His father, Wesley Emch, says he argued with his son about that decision. He says his son felt a civic duty and responsibility to the country.

    Ellie


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    R.I.P. Brother.
    Corpsmen always have had a special place in my heart.


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    AMEN MY BROTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    A Corpsman's Prayer


    Grant me, oh Lord, for the coming events;
    Enough knowledge to cope and some plain common sense.
    Be at our side on those nightly patrols;
    And be merciful judging our vulnerable souls.
    Make my hands steady and as sure as a rock;
    when the others go down with a wound or in shock.
    Let me be close, when they bleed in the sand;
    With a tourniquet handy to save precious blood.
    Here in the sand, the enemy near;
    Even the corpsman can't offer much lightness and cheer.
    Just help me, oh Lord, to save lives when I can;
    Because even out there is merit in man.
    If It's Your will, make casualties light;
    And don't let any die in the murderous night.
    These are my friends I'm trying to save;
    They are frightened at times, but You know they are brave.
    Let me not fail when they need so much;
    But to help me serve with a compassionate touch.
    Lord, I'm no hero -- my job is to heal;
    And I want You to know Just how helpless I feel.
    Bring us back safely to camp with dawn;
    For too many of us are already gone.
    Lord bless my friends If that's part of your plan;
    And go with us tonight, when we go out again.

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