For the past week, I have been thinking a lot about Marine Staff Sergeant Charles Cartwright.
SSgt. Cartwright grew up just fifteen minutes from my hometown in Maryland, and we attended the same high school. But I never knew him. He graduated in the spring of 2001, when I was still in elementary school.
I learned his name nine years later, when one of my high school teachers pinned his photo to our classroom wall. She explained, through tears, that he had died defending our country.
Cartwright joined the Marines just a couple of days before our world was turned upside down by the 9/11 terror attacks…
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