I guess I just want to take a few moments to say goodbye to someone in my own way. SPC Clay Rance.
I did my Advanced Individual Training for the Army in Redstone Arsenal, AL. It was a long course, so we all got to know the other guys there pretty well. I found out a couple weeks ago that one of the guys I knew there was in a coma and was most likely not going to make it. Yesterday I found out that he passed away on the 21st of May.
Being in the active Army, maybe you get more used to losing people that you know over time, but this is really the first person that I’ve known so well that I’ve had to see them go.
From what I understand, he went home on leave, had a seizure and went into a coma for a couple weeks before he passed. I don’t think anything can really prepare you for hearing that someone so young has died.
When I was at my unit, a guy in our battalion was involved in a fatal accident in the motor pool. I didn’t know him personally, but he had done his AIT at the same base as me, and had even been there for part of it while I was there. Hearing the final roll call, the playing of Taps and the 21-gun salute at that Memorial Service was perhaps the most heart-wrenching thing I’ve experienced. I can only imagine Rance’s funeral services with military honors were just as powerful.
Any of my usual readers probably have figured out that this blog is just my way of venting what’s on my mind. And this has been weighing on my mind since I first learned what was going on.
Rest in Peace Rance.
Michael