Tomorrow is the day that I, and friends and family and comrades in arms, pay our final respects to Sergeant Adam Winston Parrish, who bravely fought, and died, for his country. Tomorrow, I'll get dressed, put on a nice black suit and tie, and drive 100 miles to the ceremony, where countless numbers of people will speak on how great of a man he was, and how he died for a greater good. Tomorrow is the day that we say good bye to a humorous, good natured, fun-loving guy. Tomorrow is the day that I have to see his brother, a 6'6" 300lbs man, weep and fall into his mothers arms. Tomorrow is the day we thank him for his sacrifice. Tomorrow is another day for me, but tomorrow is the last day for him. Adam, we all love and miss you. Have a great vacation from this turmoil that is life, and I'll see you sometime in the future. Thanks for all the laughs, all the trouble, and all the fun times. You were one in a million, and I only wish ATOT could have known you. Sure they would have bashed you, but you definately would have left a mark here, like you did in my life. May your body lie peacefully in the ground, and may your soul have a safe journey home.