Those of you that are longtime listeners of my radio show will recognize Gary as the author of the book, Playing With The Enemy. The following is an e-mail he sent me yesterday that touched my heart, and I expect it will touch yours as well.
- - - I didn’t know Andy Lancaster but I now know of him. He is evidenced all over and around the small community of Stockton, Illinois. As Arlene and I approached the tiny community of 2000, nestled in the rolling hills of the northwestern part of our state, we began seeing flags posted along the road. As we passed the high school, the flags had yellow ribbons attached to them, which made me believe for a moment they were anticipating the return of their favorite son from the military. It occurred to me that he must have done something heroic to warrant such a reception. Then we came across the sobering sign at Stockton High School which read, "Memorial Services for Sergeant Andrew W. Lancaster Friday August 17 at 7:00 PM."
Andy Lancaster was returning to his home of Stockton, Illinois, but the glow of his smiling face will not be seen other than in the photographs he left behind. Sergeant Andrew W. Lancaster was killed in Iraq by an improvised exploding device (IED) along with three of his fellow Americans.
There will be many things said of the passing of this young man. Some will say he died in vain for a country of strangers who did not want or appreciate his help. Others will say he gave his life in the name of freedom as our nation reaches out in support of another. Regardless of your belief, it is important to note that this boy died in the uniform of our country and did so in the line of his duty. He gave his life while in the volunteer service of our country. He is not a political football that should be passed in an effort to score points for one belief or another. He was someone’s son and brother. His sacrifice should never be forgotten and always appreciated.
I did not know Andy but I mourn his loss. After spending twenty-four hours in his hometown, the sadness has permeated my soul and I am strangely taking his loss personally. Before driving to Stockton for a family reunion, I had never heard of Andy, but now I will never forget him. Arlene and I pray that his family and friends will someday be able to understand and reconcile the loss of someone they loved with how and why he died.
Andy, you are a hero to us all. I am so very sorry I will not have the chance to meet you. I have met the people of your town and I hope you pass knowing how much they truly love you.
To all who read this, please take a moment to pray for those who wear the uniform of our country. Pray for their safety and security … and also pray for Andy, his family and the people of Stockton, IL who loved him.
Why am I writing this? I don’t know. I feel so compelled to introduce Andy to as many people as I can who may otherwise never know him. I want to share his name with as many people possible. Although I never met him in person, the people of his town have introduced me to Andy and I am grateful.
Will you also share his name with someone today? Tell someone that you want to introduce them to a true American hero and his name is Andy Lancaster.
Gary W. Moore
www.playingwiththeenemy.com
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