He and I had a conversation a week and a half ago and I asked him what his plans were after high school. He seemed to have everything planned out and seemed to be looking forward to the future. It was a great time of he and I getting to fellowship together.

The crowds surrounded us they became very agitated that two westerners were beating up an Afghan.

I was on top of him and I'm struggling with the guy as he's trying to set the bomb off. I knew he had a detonator in his vest from previous intelligence, so I grabbed his left arm, got him in a headlock.

I loved Caleb. He and I had a special kinship throughout the season. The most difficult thing for me today, is that I can't tell him again how much I love him.