On that cloudy day, she watched as a black sedan pulled into her driveway. Her heart dropped as two dressed soldiers walked up to her front door. Little Jake all but a year old on her hip, she knew to good would come from this visit. Both soldiers polite and talked in a soft low voice. Giving her the news she had always feared. With a wail, she slumped to the floor. Even at a young age, Jake knew something was wrong...