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Rest In Peace .... Our Son!!!

Soldier with Mississippi ties reported killed in IraqThe Associated Press
PICAYUNE — U.S. Army Sgt. Carl Leonard Seigart, whose wife and four stepchildren live in Picayune, was killed in Iraq on Valentine's Day as he participated in a tank recovery mission, his family said.
"We were notified yesterday that he was killed while on the mission," said Jessica Moeller, the soldier's stepdaughter. She said Seigart was a tank mechanic with the 1st Cavalry, 3rd Battalion out of Fort Hood, Texas.Radio station WRJW in Picayune reported that other family members were told Seigart died near Balad, Iraq. The family said they were told he was killed by an improvised explosive device.There was no information on Seigart's death on the Department of Defense Web site Thursday.Moeller said her mother, Suzanne Smith Seigart, had lived with her stepfather in Killeen, Texas, but had recently returned to Picayune.She said her mother had health concerns and was staying with her while Seigart was overseas on his first tour in Iraq. He had been in the Army for 14 years.She said Seigart was a native of San Luis Obispo, Calif.Moeller, whose husband Jonathan was a close friend of Seigart, said Seigart's mother lived in California but he had no additional details.Jessica Moeller said other survivors include her three brothers - Josh, Sam and Jake - and their families.The family was told that the serviceman's body would not be returned to the U.S. for about a week. Jonathan Moeller said Seigart's funeral would be held in Picayune.Suzanne Seigart had a difficult time on Wednesday but "she's better today," he said. "She's improving. She has a lot of support."

Happy Valentine's Day

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments.

Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not

Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

LOVE NEVER FAILS

Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,

Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

In secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms

But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straight forwardly, without complexities or pride;

So I love you because I know no other way than this:

Where I do not exist, nor you,

So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

by the late and oh so great Pablo Neruda