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Laura Clark

Susan Zachry was Zach to me. We met in the 290th and I was fortunate enough to have developed a friendship with her outside of the military. Attached for life by that umbilical cord that connects so many of us wherever we happen to be in the world, we knew we could pick up just where we left off from the last time we saw each other. Over the past few days I've been able to smile at so many of the memories that made our friendship. Zach was a gem. I will always remember her sense of humor, her disdain for flying, her insistence on absolute quiet when she was ready for some shut eye, belly laughs on midnight patrols, that mouth guard thing she wore at night - it made it very difficult for her to yell at us when we were dancing around her bed and singing, but most of all her smile and her sincere kindness. Zach was a "keeper" for anyone that met her. She was loyal and trustworthy in her service to our country and her community. I have always admired Zach for all of these things and more. We lost part of our tribe, clique, squad, posse, whatever you want to call it - and it hurts. My condolences to Zach's family. Until we meet again my friend. Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. ~ unknown
Thursday December 10, 2015 at 8:22 am
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