Kory was 37 years old when he died from a very aggressive form of cancer at the Brooke Army Medical Center, in San Antonio Texas. Kory was a Specialist in the U.S. Army. Kory became my little brother when he was 9 years old, we adopted him from South Korea. Kory was my brother for 27 years until his life ended on August 18, 2003.
He was holding our Dad’s hand as he left us. We miss him.
My Brother, My Soldier
We are so far from home,
he and I.
Engulfed in a land so foreign to us,
a city within a city.
At times he is stubborn and full of mischief.
Teasing and laughing, the brother I know.
There are times when he is reflective,
Speaking as if communicating with the Divine.
He is so thankful for the help he receives,
and so apologetic when he is in need.
He loves and hugs all who are near,
Only they and I experience the fear.
His body tires and his eyes close,
he puts his hand in mine.
I wait silently for him to wake,
and I greet him with a smile.
I tell my brother he is a good soldier.
I tell my brother I love him so.
I tell my brother God is with him.
I tell my soldier it is alright
…if he is called to go.