November 2nd, 1990
Names....they evoke memories or click knowledge buttons. Some more easily than others. Ones that instantly spur the details of place and circumstances, like a sitrep.
Albert Cooper was a Part-Time Sgt Major with 8UDR in Cookstown and ran a garage in the town.
A young girl brought a Vauxhall Astra in for Albert to have a look at; she left, and, when Albert got in, started the car and engaged the gears, the car exploded, killing him.
It's one thing to go out, night after night, for years, in the expectation of a contact or an IED. It always struck me as being of inestimable tragedy when these *******s picked off comrades at their most vulnerable and 'normal' part of their lives.
There are stories like this throughout the history of my regiment and the country we served; still, every time I look at 'Lost Lives' or see a name at the top of the forum page, I remember how they died and feel the pain of their loss, and the impact on their families.
Rest easy Albert, and all our comrades.
Names....they evoke memories or click knowledge buttons. Some more easily than others. Ones that instantly spur the details of place and circumstances, like a sitrep.
Albert Cooper was a Part-Time Sgt Major with 8UDR in Cookstown and ran a garage in the town.
A young girl brought a Vauxhall Astra in for Albert to have a look at; she left, and, when Albert got in, started the car and engaged the gears, the car exploded, killing him.
It's one thing to go out, night after night, for years, in the expectation of a contact or an IED. It always struck me as being of inestimable tragedy when these *******s picked off comrades at their most vulnerable and 'normal' part of their lives.
There are stories like this throughout the history of my regiment and the country we served; still, every time I look at 'Lost Lives' or see a name at the top of the forum page, I remember how they died and feel the pain of their loss, and the impact on their families.
Rest easy Albert, and all our comrades.
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