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The weather was freezing but, the air in the GTO was warm . We had beeen to the Dr. and it was as I thought ,we were having a baby. He was not angry as I had feared, He was seven weeks out of Vietnam , that was a hard time for all who made it home. "I need someone to hold on to something in my life for me, I need my son" Those words would hold true years later, that would become his cross to bare. The next nine weeks went so perfect I don't feel my life was ever that perfect again. Patricia was my best friend and Greg was Roberts we did everything together and wed one week before Robert and Greg were out of the military. They left Waco on a March morning so happy, heading to Indiana to see Gregs parents. That night Robert received a call from Fort Hood five hours into their trip Greg's Camaro had been hit headon by a truck, both burned beyond recognition. Rob was shattered and Had to go to the funeral. I understood He told me he would go to Indiana then his parents ,be back in three weeks. As I watched him pull away and turn the corner I again felt so alone but, I had our son , Now I felt sure he would return, if not for me his son. That return took thirty years.