Andy Olmsted

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by hilzoy

Andrew Olmsted, who also posted here as G’Kar, was killed yesterday in Iraq. Andy gave me a post to publish in the event of his death; the last revisions to it were made in July.

Andy was a wonderful person: decent, honorable, generous, principled, courageous, sweet, and very funny. The world has a horrible hole in it that nothing can fill. I’m glad Andy — generous as always — wrote something for me to publish now, since I have no words at all. Beyond: Andy, I will miss you.

My thoughts are with his wife, his parents, and his brother and sister.

What follows is Andy’s post: a bit here; the rest below the fold. [UPDATE: I’m adding links to Andy’s last post at his Rocky Mountain News blogs, from about a week ago, where friends and family are expressing support in comments; to an article from yesterday that I believe is about his death; and to a post he wrote on his reasons for going to Iraq last June.]

[FURTHER UPDATE: Somehow, I thought that given Andy’s wish that his death not be politicized, people would refrain from political rants. Most of you have, for which I thank you. Anyone who does not respect his wishes, in this thread, will have his or her comment deleted. I am disemvowelling the one that has already appeared. END FURTHER UPDATE.]

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"I am leaving this message for you because it appears I must leave sooner than I intended. I would have preferred to say this in person, but since I cannot, let me say it here."
G’Kar, Babylon 5

"Only the dead have seen the end of war."
Plato*

This is an entry I would have preferred not to have published, but there are limits to what we can control in life, and apparently I have passed one of those limits. And so, like G’Kar, I must say here what I would much prefer to say in person. I want to thank hilzoy for putting it up for me. It’s not easy asking anyone to do something for you in the event of your death, and it is a testament to her quality that she didn’t hesitate to accept the charge. As with many bloggers, I have a disgustingly large ego, and so I just couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to have the last word if the need arose. Perhaps I take that further than most, I don’t know. I hope so. It’s frightening to think there are many people as neurotic as I am in the world. In any case, since I won’t get another chance to say what I think, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. Such as it is.

"When some people die, it’s time to be sad. But when other people die, like really evil people, or the Irish, it’s time to celebrate."
Jimmy Bender, "Greg the Bunny"

"And maybe now it’s your turn
To die kicking some ass."
Freedom Isn’t Free, Team America

What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else, to be maudlin. I’m dead. That sucks, at least for me and my family and friends. But all the tears in the world aren’t going to bring me back, so I would prefer that people remember the good things about me rather than mourning my loss. (If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact, bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.) I had a pretty good life, as I noted above. Sure, all things being equal I would have preferred to have more time, but I have no business complaining with all the good fortune I’ve enjoyed in my life. So if you’re up for that, put on a little 80s music (preferably vintage 1980-1984), grab a Coke and have a drink with me. If you have it, throw ‘Freedom Isn’t Free’ from the Team America soundtrack in; if you can’t laugh at that song, I think you need to lighten up a little. I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not, so take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.

[continued below the fold]

"Our thoughts form the universe. They always matter."
Citizen G’Kar, Babylon 5

Believe it or not, one of the things I will miss most is not being able to blog any longer. The ability to put my thoughts on (virtual) paper and put them where people can read and respond to them has been marvelous, even if most people who have read my writings haven’t agreed with them. If there is any hope for the long term success of democracy, it will be if people agree to listen to and try to understand their political opponents rather than simply seeking to crush them. While the blogosphere has its share of partisans, there are some awfully smart people making excellent arguments out there as well, and I know I have learned quite a bit since I began blogging. I flatter myself I may have made a good argument or two as well; if I didn’t, please don’t tell me. It has been a great five-plus years. I got to meet a lot of people who are way smarter than me, including such luminaries as Virginia Postrel and her husband Stephen (speaking strictly from a ‘improving the species’ perspective, it’s tragic those two don’t have kids, because they’re both scary smart.), the estimable hilzoy and Sebastian of Obsidian Wings, Jeff Goldstein and Stephen Green, the men who consistently frustrated me with their mix of wit and wisdom I could never match, and I’ve no doubt left out a number of people to whom I apologize. Bottom line: if I got the chance to meet you through blogging, I enjoyed it. I’m only sorry I couldn’t meet more of you. In particular I’d like to thank Jim Henley, who while we’ve never met has been a true comrade, whose words have taught me and whose support has been of great personal value to me. I would very much have enjoyed meeting Jim.

Blogging put me in touch with an inordinate number of smart people, an exhilarating if humbling experience. When I was young, I was smart, but the older I got, the more I realized just how dumb I was in comparison to truly smart people. But, to my credit, I think, I was at least smart enough to pay attention to the people with real brains and even occasionally learn something from them. It has been joy and a pleasure having the opportunity to do this.

"It’s not fair."
"No. It’s not. Death never is."
Captain John Sheridan and Dr. Stephen Franklin, Babylon 5

"They didn’t even dig him a decent grave."
"Well, it’s not how you’re buried. It’s how you’re remembered."
Cimarron and Wil Andersen, The Cowboys

I suppose I should speak to the circumstances of my death. It would be nice to believe that I died leading men in battle, preferably saving their lives at the cost of my own. More likely I was caught by a marksman or an IED. But if there is an afterlife, I’m telling anyone who asks that I went down surrounded by hundreds of insurgents defending a village composed solely of innocent women and children. It’ll be our little secret, ok?

I do ask (not that I’m in a position to enforce this) that no one try to use my death to further their political purposes. I went to Iraq and did what I did for my reasons, not yours. My life isn’t a chit to be used to bludgeon people to silence on either side. If you think the U.S. should stay in Iraq, don’t drag me into it by claiming that somehow my death demands us staying in Iraq. If you think the U.S. ought to get out tomorrow, don’t cite my name as an example of someone’s life who was wasted by our mission in Iraq. I have my own opinions about what we should do about Iraq, but since I’m not around to expound on them I’d prefer others not try and use me as some kind of moral capital to support a position I probably didn’t support. Further, this is tough enough on my family without their having to see my picture being used in some rally or my name being cited for some political purpose. You can fight political battles without hurting my family, and I’d prefer that you did so.

On a similar note, while you’re free to think whatever you like about my life and death, if you think I wasted my life, I’ll tell you you’re wrong. We’re all going to die of something. I died doing a job I loved. When your time comes, I hope you are as fortunate as I was.

"What an idiot! What a loser!"
Chaz Reingold, Wedding Crashers

"Oh and I don’t want to die for you, but if dying’s asked of me;
I’ll bear that cross with honor, ’cause freedom don’t come free."
American Soldier, Toby Keith

Those who know me through my writings on the Internet over the past five-plus years probably have wondered at times about my chosen profession. While I am not a Libertarian, I certainly hold strongly individualistic beliefs. Yet I have spent my life in a profession that is not generally known for rugged individualism. Worse, I volunteered to return to active duty knowing that the choice would almost certainly lead me to Iraq. The simple explanation might be that I was simply stupid, and certainly I make no bones about having done some dumb things in my life, but I don’t think this can be chalked up to stupidity. Maybe I was inconsistent in my beliefs; there are few people who adhere religiously to the doctrines of their chosen philosophy, whatever that may be. But I don’t think that was the case in this instance either.

As passionate as I am about personal freedom, I don’t buy the claims of anarchists that humanity would be just fine without any government at all. There are too many people in the world who believe that they know best how people should live their lives, and many of them are more than willing to use force to impose those beliefs on others. A world without government simply wouldn’t last very long; as soon as it was established, strongmen would immediately spring up to establish their fiefdoms. So there is a need for government to protect the people’s rights. And one of the fundamental tools to do that is an army that can prevent outside agencies from imposing their rules on a society. A lot of people will protest that argument by noting that the people we are fighting in Iraq are unlikely to threaten the rights of the average American. That’s certainly true; while our enemies would certainly like to wreak great levels of havoc on our society, the fact is they’re not likely to succeed. But that doesn’t mean there isn’t still a need for an army (setting aside debates regarding whether ours is the right size at the moment). Americans are fortunate that we don’t have to worry too much about people coming to try and overthrow us, but part of the reason we don’t have to worry about that is because we have an army that is stopping anyone who would try.

Soldiers cannot have the option of opting out of missions because they don’t agree with them: that violates the social contract. The duly-elected American government decided to go to war in Iraq. (Even if you maintain President Bush was not properly elected, Congress voted for war as well.) As a soldier, I have a duty to obey the orders of the President of the United States as long as they are Constitutional. I can no more opt out of missions I disagree with than I can ignore laws I think are improper. I do not consider it a violation of my individual rights to have gone to Iraq on orders because I raised my right hand and volunteered to join the army. Whether or not this mission was a good one, my participation in it was an affirmation of something I consider quite necessary to society. So if nothing else, I gave my life for a pretty important principle; I can (if you’ll pardon the pun) live with that.

"It’s all so brief, isn’t it? A typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years. But it’s barely a second compared to what’s out there. It wouldn’t be so bad if life didn’t take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right, and then…it’s over."
Dr. Stephen Franklin, Babylon 5

I wish I could say I’d at least started to get it right. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so. Not a superstar, but at least able to play in the big leagues. I’m afraid I can’t really offer any deep secrets or wisdom. I lived my life better than some, worse than others, and I like to think that the world was a little better off for my having been here. Not very much, but then, few of us are destined to make more than a tiny dent in history’s Green Monster. I would be lying if I didn’t admit I would have liked to have done more, but it’s a bit too late for that now, eh? The bottom line, for me, is that I think I can look back at my life and at least see a few areas where I may have made a tiny difference, and massive ego aside, that’s probably not too bad.

"The flame also reminds us that life is precious. As each flame is unique; when it goes out, it’s gone forever. There will never be another quite like it."
Ambassador Delenn, Babylon 5

I write this in part, admittedly, because I would like to think that there’s at least a little something out there to remember me by. Granted, this site will eventually vanish, being ephemeral in a very real sense of the word, but at least for a time it can serve as a tiny record of my contributions to the world. But on a larger scale, for those who knew me well enough to be saddened by my death, especially for those who haven’t known anyone else lost to this war, perhaps my death can serve as a small reminder of the costs of war. Regardless of the merits of this war, or of any war, I think that many of us in America have forgotten that war means death and suffering in wholesale lots. A decision that for most of us in America was academic, whether or not to go to war in Iraq, had very real consequences for hundreds of thousands of people. Yet I was as guilty as anyone of minimizing those very real consequences in lieu of a cold discussion of theoretical merits of war and peace. Now I’m facing some very real consequences of that decision; who says life doesn’t have a sense of humor?

But for those who knew me and feel this pain, I think it’s a good thing to realize that this pain has been felt by thousands and thousands (probably millions, actually) of other people all over the world. That is part of the cost of war, any war, no matter how justified. If everyone who feels this pain keeps that in mind the next time we have to decide whether or not war is a good idea, perhaps it will help us to make a more informed decision. Because it is pretty clear that the average American would not have supported the Iraq War had they known the costs going in. I am far too cynical to believe that any future debate over war will be any less vitriolic or emotional, but perhaps a few more people will realize just what those costs can be the next time.

This may be a contradiction of my above call to keep politics out of my death, but I hope not. Sometimes going to war is the right idea. I think we’ve drawn that line too far in the direction of war rather than peace, but I’m a soldier and I know that sometimes you have to fight if you’re to hold onto what you hold dear. But in making that decision, I believe we understate the costs of war; when we make the decision to fight, we make the decision to kill, and that means lives and families destroyed. Mine now falls into that category; the next time the question of war or peace comes up, if you knew me at least you can understand a bit more just what it is you’re deciding to do, and whether or not those costs are worth it.

"This is true love. You think this happens every day?"
Westley, The Princess Bride

"Good night, my love, the brightest star in my sky."
John Sheridan, Babylon 5

This is the hardest part. While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries. That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive. She put up with all of my faults, and they are myriad, she endured separations again and again…I cannot imagine being more fortunate in love than I have been with Amanda. Now she has to go on without me, and while a cynic might observe she’s better off, I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her, and I would give almost anything if she would not have to bear it. It seems that is not an option. I cannot imagine anything more painful than that, and if there is an afterlife, this is a pain I’ll bear forever.

I wasn’t the greatest husband. I could have done so much more, a realization that, as it so often does, comes too late to matter. But I cherished every day I was married to Amanda. When everything else in my life seemed dark, she was always there to light the darkness. It is difficult to imagine my life being worth living without her having been in it. I hope and pray that she goes on without me and enjoys her life as much as she deserves. I can think of no one more deserving of happiness than her.

"I will see you again, in the place where no shadows fall."
Ambassador Delenn, Babylon 5

I don’t know if there is an afterlife; I tend to doubt it, to be perfectly honest. But if there is any way possible, Amanda, then I will live up to Delenn’s words, somehow, some way. I love you.

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[UPDATE, by hilzoy: this thread has well over a thousand comments, and I’m beginning to wonder whether the software can handle it. I’ve opened another thread here; please write your comments there, rather than here. Thanks.]

3,822 thoughts on “Andy Olmsted”

  7. Council speak 01/04/08

    The Watcher’s Council has spoken. This week’s winning council post was The Freddy’s 7 posted here at Soccer Dad. It was my take on the inexcusably sympathetice treatment given America’s #1 hustler, Al Sharpton. Here’s Contentions.James Kirchik with a p…

  8. Council speak 01/04/08

    The Watcher’s Council has spoken. This week’s winning council post was The Freddy’s 7 posted here at Soccer Dad. It was my take on the inexcusably sympathetice treatment given America’s #1 hustler, Al Sharpton. Here’s Contentions.James Kirchik with a p…

  9. Council speak 01/04/08

    The Watcher’s Council has spoken. This week’s winning council post was The Freddy’s 7 posted here at Soccer Dad. It was my take on the inexcusably sympathetice treatment given America’s #1 hustler, Al Sharpton. Here’s Contentions.James Kirchik with a p…

  22. I had to read the first couple of sentences a few times to understand (believe?) what I was reading. What awful news.

  23. I had to read the first couple of sentences a few times to understand (believe?) what I was reading. What awful news.

  24. I had to read the first couple of sentences a few times to understand (believe?) what I was reading. What awful news.

  28. Oh my god.
    I have a stack of DVDs about to go out in the mail to him, per email discussion.
    Oh. My. God.
    Nightmares come true for so many of us.
    Ohmigod.
    F*cking f*ckding f*cking god.

  29. Oh my god.
    I have a stack of DVDs about to go out in the mail to him, per email discussion.
    Oh. My. God.
    Nightmares come true for so many of us.
    Ohmigod.
    F*cking f*ckding f*cking god.

  30. Oh my god.
    I have a stack of DVDs about to go out in the mail to him, per email discussion.
    Oh. My. God.
    Nightmares come true for so many of us.
    Ohmigod.
    F*cking f*ckding f*cking god.

  31. I am flabbergasted. In utter disbelief. Hilzoy, is there anything we as a community can do for Andrew’s family? Simple condolences hardly seem sufficient.

  32. I am flabbergasted. In utter disbelief. Hilzoy, is there anything we as a community can do for Andrew’s family? Simple condolences hardly seem sufficient.

  33. I am flabbergasted. In utter disbelief. Hilzoy, is there anything we as a community can do for Andrew’s family? Simple condolences hardly seem sufficient.

  34. Lucky me gets to cry at home.
    I was worried that something was up yesterday — Andy had said he’d be online and wasn’t, and then, by chance, I saw a press release about two people being killed in an ambush in Diyala, and a third wounded. I was telling myself it wasn’t Andy, and that the internet service was down, ever since.
    Andy was such a great person. That was one of our points of disagreement, though. I just wish I had done a better job of convincing him on that one point, or that he could have seen himself the way other people did, if only for a moment.

  35. Lucky me gets to cry at home.
    I was worried that something was up yesterday — Andy had said he’d be online and wasn’t, and then, by chance, I saw a press release about two people being killed in an ambush in Diyala, and a third wounded. I was telling myself it wasn’t Andy, and that the internet service was down, ever since.
    Andy was such a great person. That was one of our points of disagreement, though. I just wish I had done a better job of convincing him on that one point, or that he could have seen himself the way other people did, if only for a moment.

  36. Lucky me gets to cry at home.
    I was worried that something was up yesterday — Andy had said he’d be online and wasn’t, and then, by chance, I saw a press release about two people being killed in an ambush in Diyala, and a third wounded. I was telling myself it wasn’t Andy, and that the internet service was down, ever since.
    Andy was such a great person. That was one of our points of disagreement, though. I just wish I had done a better job of convincing him on that one point, or that he could have seen himself the way other people did, if only for a moment.

  38. Oh, no. 🙁 Like several of the folks before me, I’ve got tears now.
    What Phil asks, about his family.

  40. Oh, no. 🙁 Like several of the folks before me, I’ve got tears now.
    What Phil asks, about his family.

  42. Oh, no. 🙁 Like several of the folks before me, I’ve got tears now.
    What Phil asks, about his family.

  43. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.

  44. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.

  45. I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.

  52. Oh, shit. I cried out aloud reading that.
    Oh God, I wish he had agreed with you on his own worth, hilzoy. I respected him so much, even when I disagreed with him.

  53. Oh, shit. I cried out aloud reading that.
    Oh God, I wish he had agreed with you on his own worth, hilzoy. I respected him so much, even when I disagreed with him.

  54. Oh, shit. I cried out aloud reading that.
    Oh God, I wish he had agreed with you on his own worth, hilzoy. I respected him so much, even when I disagreed with him.

  58. If by some miracle there is an afterlife (and I tend to doubt it also), please know that your words moved me, both before and after your tragic death. You lived and died with honor and purpose. (And no, that’s not an endorsement of the Iraq war, anymore than your service in it was).
    Peace be with you and yours.

  59. If by some miracle there is an afterlife (and I tend to doubt it also), please know that your words moved me, both before and after your tragic death. You lived and died with honor and purpose. (And no, that’s not an endorsement of the Iraq war, anymore than your service in it was).
    Peace be with you and yours.

  60. If by some miracle there is an afterlife (and I tend to doubt it also), please know that your words moved me, both before and after your tragic death. You lived and died with honor and purpose. (And no, that’s not an endorsement of the Iraq war, anymore than your service in it was).
    Peace be with you and yours.

  70. Andy and Amanda bought me a meal. We had a good time. We went to a Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash in 2004.
    I joked about it here. Ha ha.
    I dreaded that this day would happen.
    I can’t imagine that Amanda, and all Andy’s relatives, many of whom he told me about, didn’t dread it.
    Oh, god.

  71. Andy and Amanda bought me a meal. We had a good time. We went to a Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash in 2004.
    I joked about it here. Ha ha.
    I dreaded that this day would happen.
    I can’t imagine that Amanda, and all Andy’s relatives, many of whom he told me about, didn’t dread it.
    Oh, god.

  72. Andy and Amanda bought me a meal. We had a good time. We went to a Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash in 2004.
    I joked about it here. Ha ha.
    I dreaded that this day would happen.
    I can’t imagine that Amanda, and all Andy’s relatives, many of whom he told me about, didn’t dread it.
    Oh, god.

  76. Jesus. This is horrible. It goes without saying that he’ll be missed terribly. There are few bloggers I had more respect for than Andy. Hell, few people period. He was the epitome of the professional soldier. Goddammit.

  77. Jesus. This is horrible. It goes without saying that he’ll be missed terribly. There are few bloggers I had more respect for than Andy. Hell, few people period. He was the epitome of the professional soldier. Goddammit.

  78. Jesus. This is horrible. It goes without saying that he’ll be missed terribly. There are few bloggers I had more respect for than Andy. Hell, few people period. He was the epitome of the professional soldier. Goddammit.

  100. Good lord. That’s horrible.
    It’s going to take a while for me to digest that post fully, but it’s something special, and speaks to what a loss it is.
    Please do let us know if there’s something we can do for his family. Condolences to his family and friends.

  101. Good lord. That’s horrible.
    It’s going to take a while for me to digest that post fully, but it’s something special, and speaks to what a loss it is.
    Please do let us know if there’s something we can do for his family. Condolences to his family and friends.

  102. Good lord. That’s horrible.
    It’s going to take a while for me to digest that post fully, but it’s something special, and speaks to what a loss it is.
    Please do let us know if there’s something we can do for his family. Condolences to his family and friends.

  103. I just want to put my name her with everyone else’s.
    I can’t possibly say anything.
    I wish I could thank him for writing that. But I’d rather not have had the circumstances that allowed me to read it.

  104. I just want to put my name her with everyone else’s.
    I can’t possibly say anything.
    I wish I could thank him for writing that. But I’d rather not have had the circumstances that allowed me to read it.

  105. I just want to put my name her with everyone else’s.
    I can’t possibly say anything.
    I wish I could thank him for writing that. But I’d rather not have had the circumstances that allowed me to read it.

  112. “No words” is about right. I won’t say his life was wasted, as he makes it clear he gave it willingly based on his own moral code. And everything I have read/learned about the experience in Iraq tells me that these brave (what a weak and overused word that seems) men fight for each other and no one who has done that can be said to have lived in vain.
    But there is so much more they could have lived for and for that, we can push back gently on Major Olmsted’s words. Too bright, too eloquent, and too young to be gone. Worth any number of those who claimed this would be another Grenada, damn their eyes.
    Is there a way to be true to his wishes that we not say the lives of he and his brothers-in-arms were wasted and still get the ^&*( out of there? I wasn’t aware we were running a surplus of bright souls like this: how many more do we need to lose before it’s too many?

  113. “No words” is about right. I won’t say his life was wasted, as he makes it clear he gave it willingly based on his own moral code. And everything I have read/learned about the experience in Iraq tells me that these brave (what a weak and overused word that seems) men fight for each other and no one who has done that can be said to have lived in vain.
    But there is so much more they could have lived for and for that, we can push back gently on Major Olmsted’s words. Too bright, too eloquent, and too young to be gone. Worth any number of those who claimed this would be another Grenada, damn their eyes.
    Is there a way to be true to his wishes that we not say the lives of he and his brothers-in-arms were wasted and still get the ^&*( out of there? I wasn’t aware we were running a surplus of bright souls like this: how many more do we need to lose before it’s too many?

  114. “No words” is about right. I won’t say his life was wasted, as he makes it clear he gave it willingly based on his own moral code. And everything I have read/learned about the experience in Iraq tells me that these brave (what a weak and overused word that seems) men fight for each other and no one who has done that can be said to have lived in vain.
    But there is so much more they could have lived for and for that, we can push back gently on Major Olmsted’s words. Too bright, too eloquent, and too young to be gone. Worth any number of those who claimed this would be another Grenada, damn their eyes.
    Is there a way to be true to his wishes that we not say the lives of he and his brothers-in-arms were wasted and still get the ^&*( out of there? I wasn’t aware we were running a surplus of bright souls like this: how many more do we need to lose before it’s too many?

  115. In a while, I’ll ask for an address for his troops.
    In a while, I’ll adjust.
    In a while, I’ll understand this is real.
    In a while, I’ll… do nothing, and no good, and people in Iraq will continue to die, and what the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    what. the. f*ck.
    and f*ck it all. f*ck it. f*ck it. f*ck it.
    and f*ck the posting rules.
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    And then f*ck
    and thenf*ckf*ckf*ck
    like that helps
    but
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    F*ck.

  116. In a while, I’ll ask for an address for his troops.
    In a while, I’ll adjust.
    In a while, I’ll understand this is real.
    In a while, I’ll… do nothing, and no good, and people in Iraq will continue to die, and what the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    what. the. f*ck.
    and f*ck it all. f*ck it. f*ck it. f*ck it.
    and f*ck the posting rules.
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    And then f*ck
    and thenf*ckf*ckf*ck
    like that helps
    but
    F*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CK
    F*ck.

  117. In a while, I’ll ask for an address for his troops.
    In a while, I’ll adjust.
    In a while, I’ll understand this is real.
    In a while, I’ll… do nothing, and no good, and people in Iraq will continue to die, and what the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    What the f*ck.
    what. the. f*ck.
    and f*ck it all. f*ck it. f*ck it. f*ck it.
    and f*ck the posting rules.
    f*ck it all
    f*ck
    all
    f*ck
    f*ck
    f*ck
    f*ck
    f*ck
    f*ck
    And then f*ck
    and thenf*ckf*ckf*ck
    like that helps
    but
    F*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CK
    F*ck.

  127. It’s 3 am here. Earlier, I was reading Big Fat Cat and the Ghost Avenue to my daughter, and started crying when I read this passage:
    Mom always told me that life was like a blueberry pie. Sometimes it is sour, but most of the time it is sweet… But she was wrong, you know. She died of a heart attack when I was in high school. From overwork. My father had left us the year before, and she’d had to work two jobs to raise me. One day when I came home from school, there was a slice of warm blueberry pie on the table. She was sitting in front of the oven, waiting for the pie to cool. But…she wasn’t breathing. No last words. I never even said ‘thank you’ to her. I was too late. I’m always too damn late.’
    I thought I was crying about my mom, but something work me up and had me start surfing and I find this post, like a blueberry pie, waiting.

  128. It’s 3 am here. Earlier, I was reading Big Fat Cat and the Ghost Avenue to my daughter, and started crying when I read this passage:
    Mom always told me that life was like a blueberry pie. Sometimes it is sour, but most of the time it is sweet… But she was wrong, you know. She died of a heart attack when I was in high school. From overwork. My father had left us the year before, and she’d had to work two jobs to raise me. One day when I came home from school, there was a slice of warm blueberry pie on the table. She was sitting in front of the oven, waiting for the pie to cool. But…she wasn’t breathing. No last words. I never even said ‘thank you’ to her. I was too late. I’m always too damn late.’
    I thought I was crying about my mom, but something work me up and had me start surfing and I find this post, like a blueberry pie, waiting.

  129. It’s 3 am here. Earlier, I was reading Big Fat Cat and the Ghost Avenue to my daughter, and started crying when I read this passage:
    Mom always told me that life was like a blueberry pie. Sometimes it is sour, but most of the time it is sweet… But she was wrong, you know. She died of a heart attack when I was in high school. From overwork. My father had left us the year before, and she’d had to work two jobs to raise me. One day when I came home from school, there was a slice of warm blueberry pie on the table. She was sitting in front of the oven, waiting for the pie to cool. But…she wasn’t breathing. No last words. I never even said ‘thank you’ to her. I was too late. I’m always too damn late.’
    I thought I was crying about my mom, but something work me up and had me start surfing and I find this post, like a blueberry pie, waiting.

  130. The older we get the more people we know who die. I didn’t know G’kar personally, only through here, and I’m sorry it was his time to go. My condolences to his family.

  131. The older we get the more people we know who die. I didn’t know G’kar personally, only through here, and I’m sorry it was his time to go. My condolences to his family.

  132. The older we get the more people we know who die. I didn’t know G’kar personally, only through here, and I’m sorry it was his time to go. My condolences to his family.

  142. Nothing really to say, but hoping that adding to the list of people expressing sorry might somehow be of some little comfort to those who knew and loved him.

  143. Nothing really to say, but hoping that adding to the list of people expressing sorry might somehow be of some little comfort to those who knew and loved him.

  144. Nothing really to say, but hoping that adding to the list of people expressing sorry might somehow be of some little comfort to those who knew and loved him.

  145. I’ve been reading this site for years without commenting. Of all the occasions.
    Damn it, damn it, god damn it.
    Ave atque vale, Andrew.

  146. I’ve been reading this site for years without commenting. Of all the occasions.
    Damn it, damn it, god damn it.
    Ave atque vale, Andrew.

  147. I’ve been reading this site for years without commenting. Of all the occasions.
    Damn it, damn it, god damn it.
    Ave atque vale, Andrew.

  148. I don’t read Obsidian Wings, and wasn’t aware of this man’s existence till just now. I just wanted to say that his intelligence and humor and decency were so strongly communicated in this letter that he did part of what he intended in writing: he made what war takes from us painfully vivid, even to a stranger to him.

  149. I don’t read Obsidian Wings, and wasn’t aware of this man’s existence till just now. I just wanted to say that his intelligence and humor and decency were so strongly communicated in this letter that he did part of what he intended in writing: he made what war takes from us painfully vivid, even to a stranger to him.

  150. I don’t read Obsidian Wings, and wasn’t aware of this man’s existence till just now. I just wanted to say that his intelligence and humor and decency were so strongly communicated in this letter that he did part of what he intended in writing: he made what war takes from us painfully vivid, even to a stranger to him.

  157. Shit shit shit shit shit.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Thank you for fighting the good fight, online and abroad.
    Hugs and condolences to his family and friends.

  158. Shit shit shit shit shit.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Thank you for fighting the good fight, online and abroad.
    Hugs and condolences to his family and friends.

  159. Shit shit shit shit shit.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Thank you for fighting the good fight, online and abroad.
    Hugs and condolences to his family and friends.

  160. Oh, hell, Hilzoy.
    He was such a mensch, you know? So many people trying to make stupid f*cking debating points, and here was one guy who did his best just to tell the truth. And now he’s gone.
    I hope he knew how much we all respected him and how much he meant to us. Rest his soul.

  161. Oh, hell, Hilzoy.
    He was such a mensch, you know? So many people trying to make stupid f*cking debating points, and here was one guy who did his best just to tell the truth. And now he’s gone.
    I hope he knew how much we all respected him and how much he meant to us. Rest his soul.

  162. Oh, hell, Hilzoy.
    He was such a mensch, you know? So many people trying to make stupid f*cking debating points, and here was one guy who did his best just to tell the truth. And now he’s gone.
    I hope he knew how much we all respected him and how much he meant to us. Rest his soul.

  163. “Lt. Cmdr. Data: My thoughts are not of Tasha, but for myself.”
    I hate that, too, though I know it’s normal. I think about how sad I am, how bad I feel, how much I cared about Andy, me me me, blah, blah, blah.
    I don’t want to do that. I like to think I’m caring about him, and Amanda, and Andy’s mom and dad and brother and all the other folks I know of in his life.
    And I do.
    But I want to direct my extreme feelings of sorrow to some useful purpose, such as supporting Andy’s troop, or… something.
    I don’t want it to be about my own sorrow and terrible feelings.
    Is there something we, as a group at ObWi, can do in Andy’s memory that would be worthy of his memory?
    I’m not remotely competent to think about it now. I put it up there to come back to.
    I understand, actually, how terrible feelings of sorrow can turn to anger and hate. I feel those feelings now. I want to do something right by Andy.
    Right now, all I can do is babble. And right now, it’s all I can do but babble.
    But maybe, in a while, after we grieve, we can do something to help Andy’s memory, and efforts in life to continue?

  164. “Lt. Cmdr. Data: My thoughts are not of Tasha, but for myself.”
    I hate that, too, though I know it’s normal. I think about how sad I am, how bad I feel, how much I cared about Andy, me me me, blah, blah, blah.
    I don’t want to do that. I like to think I’m caring about him, and Amanda, and Andy’s mom and dad and brother and all the other folks I know of in his life.
    And I do.
    But I want to direct my extreme feelings of sorrow to some useful purpose, such as supporting Andy’s troop, or… something.
    I don’t want it to be about my own sorrow and terrible feelings.
    Is there something we, as a group at ObWi, can do in Andy’s memory that would be worthy of his memory?
    I’m not remotely competent to think about it now. I put it up there to come back to.
    I understand, actually, how terrible feelings of sorrow can turn to anger and hate. I feel those feelings now. I want to do something right by Andy.
    Right now, all I can do is babble. And right now, it’s all I can do but babble.
    But maybe, in a while, after we grieve, we can do something to help Andy’s memory, and efforts in life to continue?

  165. “Lt. Cmdr. Data: My thoughts are not of Tasha, but for myself.”
    I hate that, too, though I know it’s normal. I think about how sad I am, how bad I feel, how much I cared about Andy, me me me, blah, blah, blah.
    I don’t want to do that. I like to think I’m caring about him, and Amanda, and Andy’s mom and dad and brother and all the other folks I know of in his life.
    And I do.
    But I want to direct my extreme feelings of sorrow to some useful purpose, such as supporting Andy’s troop, or… something.
    I don’t want it to be about my own sorrow and terrible feelings.
    Is there something we, as a group at ObWi, can do in Andy’s memory that would be worthy of his memory?
    I’m not remotely competent to think about it now. I put it up there to come back to.
    I understand, actually, how terrible feelings of sorrow can turn to anger and hate. I feel those feelings now. I want to do something right by Andy.
    Right now, all I can do is babble. And right now, it’s all I can do but babble.
    But maybe, in a while, after we grieve, we can do something to help Andy’s memory, and efforts in life to continue?

  175. “G’Kar” was a character in the Babylon 5 tv show, and several adjoining movies.
    He was a character played by the great character actor Andrea Katsulas.
    His character changed over five years and more from a small-minded rebel to a broadminded figure who develped great wisdom. He dealt with his land and people suffering a terrible occupation. He dealt with hatred, and genocide being practiced upon his people, and he somehow, after years of rebellion and violance, turned to peace, in the face of that genocide.
    It’s something not everyone would immediately recognize about Andy, a Major in the Army, whom I first knew as a reserve Captain, who first started arguing with me back in 2002.
    It’s one of a lot of things I need to talk about him in days to come.
    Katsulas died too young a year or so ago. Andy mourned G’Kar: the actor, the character, and what the character meant.
    I suppose someone should bop JMS. He probably would actually care.

  176. “G’Kar” was a character in the Babylon 5 tv show, and several adjoining movies.
    He was a character played by the great character actor Andrea Katsulas.
    His character changed over five years and more from a small-minded rebel to a broadminded figure who develped great wisdom. He dealt with his land and people suffering a terrible occupation. He dealt with hatred, and genocide being practiced upon his people, and he somehow, after years of rebellion and violance, turned to peace, in the face of that genocide.
    It’s something not everyone would immediately recognize about Andy, a Major in the Army, whom I first knew as a reserve Captain, who first started arguing with me back in 2002.
    It’s one of a lot of things I need to talk about him in days to come.
    Katsulas died too young a year or so ago. Andy mourned G’Kar: the actor, the character, and what the character meant.
    I suppose someone should bop JMS. He probably would actually care.

  177. “G’Kar” was a character in the Babylon 5 tv show, and several adjoining movies.
    He was a character played by the great character actor Andrea Katsulas.
    His character changed over five years and more from a small-minded rebel to a broadminded figure who develped great wisdom. He dealt with his land and people suffering a terrible occupation. He dealt with hatred, and genocide being practiced upon his people, and he somehow, after years of rebellion and violance, turned to peace, in the face of that genocide.
    It’s something not everyone would immediately recognize about Andy, a Major in the Army, whom I first knew as a reserve Captain, who first started arguing with me back in 2002.
    It’s one of a lot of things I need to talk about him in days to come.
    Katsulas died too young a year or so ago. Andy mourned G’Kar: the actor, the character, and what the character meant.
    I suppose someone should bop JMS. He probably would actually care.

  178. I really think we should do something for Amanda. However large it is, it will be a small thing, but we should still do it. She is going to need it.
    (This is of course the manly thing to try to distract myself while tears are still running down my cheeks after crying for a half-hour numb walk). But that doesn’t make it less true.

  179. I really think we should do something for Amanda. However large it is, it will be a small thing, but we should still do it. She is going to need it.
    (This is of course the manly thing to try to distract myself while tears are still running down my cheeks after crying for a half-hour numb walk). But that doesn’t make it less true.

  180. I really think we should do something for Amanda. However large it is, it will be a small thing, but we should still do it. She is going to need it.
    (This is of course the manly thing to try to distract myself while tears are still running down my cheeks after crying for a half-hour numb walk). But that doesn’t make it less true.

  181. Words fail, as they always do in the case of death.
    I’m sorry for the loss to his friends and family. He was an honorable man: he’ll be missed.

  182. Words fail, as they always do in the case of death.
    I’m sorry for the loss to his friends and family. He was an honorable man: he’ll be missed.

  183. Words fail, as they always do in the case of death.
    I’m sorry for the loss to his friends and family. He was an honorable man: he’ll be missed.

  184. I hate reading stuff like this. I just hate it. I hate that we’re in this stupid war with no end, and that good people ever have to die for a cause (noble or otherwise).
    I lost a fair number of friends because of 9/11 (those working at Cantor Fitzgerald and also in operations for the WTC), and let me tell you, death never gets easier to deal with, no matter what the circumstances, or what letters they left behind.
    No matter how well-written and heartfelt I just feel empty inside when I read this stuff. He will be sorely missed.

  185. I hate reading stuff like this. I just hate it. I hate that we’re in this stupid war with no end, and that good people ever have to die for a cause (noble or otherwise).
    I lost a fair number of friends because of 9/11 (those working at Cantor Fitzgerald and also in operations for the WTC), and let me tell you, death never gets easier to deal with, no matter what the circumstances, or what letters they left behind.
    No matter how well-written and heartfelt I just feel empty inside when I read this stuff. He will be sorely missed.

  186. I hate reading stuff like this. I just hate it. I hate that we’re in this stupid war with no end, and that good people ever have to die for a cause (noble or otherwise).
    I lost a fair number of friends because of 9/11 (those working at Cantor Fitzgerald and also in operations for the WTC), and let me tell you, death never gets easier to deal with, no matter what the circumstances, or what letters they left behind.
    No matter how well-written and heartfelt I just feel empty inside when I read this stuff. He will be sorely missed.

  193. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I didn’t know him personally, but it is heartfelt. I have a friend serving in Iraq, so I know what it’s like not to know. And when it comes, you can never be prepared. I am a blogger, and having read Andrew in the past, felt like I knew a little of him.
    Very sad. Very sad.

  194. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I didn’t know him personally, but it is heartfelt. I have a friend serving in Iraq, so I know what it’s like not to know. And when it comes, you can never be prepared. I am a blogger, and having read Andrew in the past, felt like I knew a little of him.
    Very sad. Very sad.

  195. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I didn’t know him personally, but it is heartfelt. I have a friend serving in Iraq, so I know what it’s like not to know. And when it comes, you can never be prepared. I am a blogger, and having read Andrew in the past, felt like I knew a little of him.
    Very sad. Very sad.

  199. Dumbstruck.
    Dumbstruck with horror.
    My heart goes out: first and foremost to Andrew’s wife and family; next to those who he know and touched in the real world.
    But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    Damn, how mere words fail.
    Olav ha-shalom

  200. Dumbstruck.
    Dumbstruck with horror.
    My heart goes out: first and foremost to Andrew’s wife and family; next to those who he know and touched in the real world.
    But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    Damn, how mere words fail.
    Olav ha-shalom

  201. Dumbstruck.
    Dumbstruck with horror.
    My heart goes out: first and foremost to Andrew’s wife and family; next to those who he know and touched in the real world.
    But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    Damn, how mere words fail.
    Olav ha-shalom

  202. OMG.
    that is terrible.
    … and i just got back from a going-away lunch for a co-worker who was just called back from Inactive Reserves. he got a new 400 day tour.

  203. OMG.
    that is terrible.
    … and i just got back from a going-away lunch for a co-worker who was just called back from Inactive Reserves. he got a new 400 day tour.

  204. OMG.
    that is terrible.
    … and i just got back from a going-away lunch for a co-worker who was just called back from Inactive Reserves. he got a new 400 day tour.

  205. Jesus.
    I don’t really have any words other than to say that Andrew will be deeply, deeply missed even by those of us who had no claim save his writing. A good man truly has been lost.

  206. Jesus.
    I don’t really have any words other than to say that Andrew will be deeply, deeply missed even by those of us who had no claim save his writing. A good man truly has been lost.

  207. Jesus.
    I don’t really have any words other than to say that Andrew will be deeply, deeply missed even by those of us who had no claim save his writing. A good man truly has been lost.

  208. I didn’t know him. But my condolences.
    A little poem for his freinds.
    When I’m Gone
    by Mrs.Lyman Hancock
    When I come to the end of my journey
    And I travel my last weary mile
    Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
    And remember only the smile
    Forget unkind words I have spoken
    Remember some good I have done
    Forget that I ever had heartache
    And remember I’ve had loads of fun
    Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
    And sometimes fell by the way
    Remember I have fought some hard battles
    And won, ere the close of the day
    Then forget to grieve for my going
    I would not have you sad for a day
    But in summer just gather some flowers
    And remember the place where I lay
    And come in the shade of evening
    When the sun paints the sky in the west
    Stand for a few moments beside me
    And remember only my best

  209. I didn’t know him. But my condolences.
    A little poem for his freinds.
    When I’m Gone
    by Mrs.Lyman Hancock
    When I come to the end of my journey
    And I travel my last weary mile
    Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
    And remember only the smile
    Forget unkind words I have spoken
    Remember some good I have done
    Forget that I ever had heartache
    And remember I’ve had loads of fun
    Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
    And sometimes fell by the way
    Remember I have fought some hard battles
    And won, ere the close of the day
    Then forget to grieve for my going
    I would not have you sad for a day
    But in summer just gather some flowers
    And remember the place where I lay
    And come in the shade of evening
    When the sun paints the sky in the west
    Stand for a few moments beside me
    And remember only my best

  210. I didn’t know him. But my condolences.
    A little poem for his freinds.
    When I’m Gone
    by Mrs.Lyman Hancock
    When I come to the end of my journey
    And I travel my last weary mile
    Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
    And remember only the smile
    Forget unkind words I have spoken
    Remember some good I have done
    Forget that I ever had heartache
    And remember I’ve had loads of fun
    Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
    And sometimes fell by the way
    Remember I have fought some hard battles
    And won, ere the close of the day
    Then forget to grieve for my going
    I would not have you sad for a day
    But in summer just gather some flowers
    And remember the place where I lay
    And come in the shade of evening
    When the sun paints the sky in the west
    Stand for a few moments beside me
    And remember only my best

  217. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t expect to be crying. I didn’t know Andrew as many of you did. I just read his words every once in a while, usually disagreeing with him (as I recall). And yet…
    I hadn’t really been touched by this war. I don’t have friends or family in the military, so I didn’t have anyone I worried about. To be frank, I thought my connection to the war was distant enough that an Iraqi civilian’s death had as much chance of reaching me as an American soldier’s. They were both sad and regrettable, but in an abstract and distant way. And now I learn I was wrong. I don’t know what to do with that.

  218. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t expect to be crying. I didn’t know Andrew as many of you did. I just read his words every once in a while, usually disagreeing with him (as I recall). And yet…
    I hadn’t really been touched by this war. I don’t have friends or family in the military, so I didn’t have anyone I worried about. To be frank, I thought my connection to the war was distant enough that an Iraqi civilian’s death had as much chance of reaching me as an American soldier’s. They were both sad and regrettable, but in an abstract and distant way. And now I learn I was wrong. I don’t know what to do with that.

  219. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t expect to be crying. I didn’t know Andrew as many of you did. I just read his words every once in a while, usually disagreeing with him (as I recall). And yet…
    I hadn’t really been touched by this war. I don’t have friends or family in the military, so I didn’t have anyone I worried about. To be frank, I thought my connection to the war was distant enough that an Iraqi civilian’s death had as much chance of reaching me as an American soldier’s. They were both sad and regrettable, but in an abstract and distant way. And now I learn I was wrong. I don’t know what to do with that.

  220. I have read Obsidian Wings on and off for probably about two years without commenting. It sits near the top of my RSS reader because the posts are consistently more insightful, and there is a higher level of discussion than just about anywhere else I can think of.
    “I flatter myself I may have made a good argument or two as well”
    You did, Andrew, no matter who may have agreed or disagreed. I am sure that there are many other people like me who you have reached out and touched through your blogging, but whom you never knew. Thank you, and I am so sorry for your family. Rest in peace.

  221. I have read Obsidian Wings on and off for probably about two years without commenting. It sits near the top of my RSS reader because the posts are consistently more insightful, and there is a higher level of discussion than just about anywhere else I can think of.
    “I flatter myself I may have made a good argument or two as well”
    You did, Andrew, no matter who may have agreed or disagreed. I am sure that there are many other people like me who you have reached out and touched through your blogging, but whom you never knew. Thank you, and I am so sorry for your family. Rest in peace.

  222. I have read Obsidian Wings on and off for probably about two years without commenting. It sits near the top of my RSS reader because the posts are consistently more insightful, and there is a higher level of discussion than just about anywhere else I can think of.
    “I flatter myself I may have made a good argument or two as well”
    You did, Andrew, no matter who may have agreed or disagreed. I am sure that there are many other people like me who you have reached out and touched through your blogging, but whom you never knew. Thank you, and I am so sorry for your family. Rest in peace.

  223. My sincere condolences to everyone who knew Andrew. Despite his modesty, I have a feeling that he was a better person than he gave himself credit for. A very, very painful loss, words fail at times like these.

  224. My sincere condolences to everyone who knew Andrew. Despite his modesty, I have a feeling that he was a better person than he gave himself credit for. A very, very painful loss, words fail at times like these.

  225. My sincere condolences to everyone who knew Andrew. Despite his modesty, I have a feeling that he was a better person than he gave himself credit for. A very, very painful loss, words fail at times like these.

  229. My latest email from Andy, I see, was Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:34:17 +0300.
    We were talking about various stuff. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] We were talking about movies. We were talking about all sorts of stuff.
    Like always.
    I wrote most of a response earlier today, and saved it in my “draft” file for after I went to the post office this afternoon to mail him disks.
    I’m not making it to the post office today.

  230. My latest email from Andy, I see, was Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:34:17 +0300.
    We were talking about various stuff. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] We were talking about movies. We were talking about all sorts of stuff.
    Like always.
    I wrote most of a response earlier today, and saved it in my “draft” file for after I went to the post office this afternoon to mail him disks.
    I’m not making it to the post office today.

  231. My latest email from Andy, I see, was Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:34:17 +0300.
    We were talking about various stuff. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] We were talking about movies. We were talking about all sorts of stuff.
    Like always.
    I wrote most of a response earlier today, and saved it in my “draft” file for after I went to the post office this afternoon to mail him disks.
    I’m not making it to the post office today.

  232. Add me to the list of those who knew *G’Kar* only thru his writing here and yet find themselves teary-eyed at work. RIP Andy and my sincere condolences to his wife, family, and friends. I look forward to reading about some way for ob-wi readers to honor this fine man.

  233. Add me to the list of those who knew *G’Kar* only thru his writing here and yet find themselves teary-eyed at work. RIP Andy and my sincere condolences to his wife, family, and friends. I look forward to reading about some way for ob-wi readers to honor this fine man.

  234. Add me to the list of those who knew *G’Kar* only thru his writing here and yet find themselves teary-eyed at work. RIP Andy and my sincere condolences to his wife, family, and friends. I look forward to reading about some way for ob-wi readers to honor this fine man.

  238. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I have enjoyed reading his writing over the past several years, and his voice will be missed by many.

  239. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I have enjoyed reading his writing over the past several years, and his voice will be missed by many.

  240. My deepest condolences to Andrew’s family. I have enjoyed reading his writing over the past several years, and his voice will be missed by many.

  241. Is this the time or place to remember Andrew?
    It is all I seem able to do.
    I’m thinking he was kinder to me than I deserved, but that’s his call, I suppose. I regret things I’ve written in response to him today, I may not regret them tomorrow.
    Went looking for Chaucer’s Knight’s Tale for the older meanings of big words like kind, gentle, and noble.
    Noble is a very good word.

  242. Is this the time or place to remember Andrew?
    It is all I seem able to do.
    I’m thinking he was kinder to me than I deserved, but that’s his call, I suppose. I regret things I’ve written in response to him today, I may not regret them tomorrow.
    Went looking for Chaucer’s Knight’s Tale for the older meanings of big words like kind, gentle, and noble.
    Noble is a very good word.

  243. Is this the time or place to remember Andrew?
    It is all I seem able to do.
    I’m thinking he was kinder to me than I deserved, but that’s his call, I suppose. I regret things I’ve written in response to him today, I may not regret them tomorrow.
    Went looking for Chaucer’s Knight’s Tale for the older meanings of big words like kind, gentle, and noble.
    Noble is a very good word.

  244. I’m so sorry. I looked forward to his posts daily. I can’t believe I’m crying over someone I’ve never met, but he’s getting the tears whether he wants them or not. How can we help his family?

  245. I’m so sorry. I looked forward to his posts daily. I can’t believe I’m crying over someone I’ve never met, but he’s getting the tears whether he wants them or not. How can we help his family?

  246. I’m so sorry. I looked forward to his posts daily. I can’t believe I’m crying over someone I’ve never met, but he’s getting the tears whether he wants them or not. How can we help his family?

  250. Andy used to post here under his own name. After a flurry of news about a military crackdown on blogging, he momentarily stopped bloggin on his own blog, and here under his own name.
    After a few days, he realized that requirements were that strict, and that it was okay for him to blog if he did it under another name.
    I dryly recall that within five minutes after his first comment here as “G’Kar,” I asked him — recognizing him instantly under that name, as the B5 fan in the military that he was — if he had posted here before under another name, knowing full well what the answer was.
    He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    I guess I’ll hold onto that memory.
    But after dozens and dozens of emails over years, and, of course, pissing Andy off endlessly with my niggling points in comments at his blog some years ago, you get to know someone.

  251. Andy used to post here under his own name. After a flurry of news about a military crackdown on blogging, he momentarily stopped bloggin on his own blog, and here under his own name.
    After a few days, he realized that requirements were that strict, and that it was okay for him to blog if he did it under another name.
    I dryly recall that within five minutes after his first comment here as “G’Kar,” I asked him — recognizing him instantly under that name, as the B5 fan in the military that he was — if he had posted here before under another name, knowing full well what the answer was.
    He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    I guess I’ll hold onto that memory.
    But after dozens and dozens of emails over years, and, of course, pissing Andy off endlessly with my niggling points in comments at his blog some years ago, you get to know someone.

  252. Andy used to post here under his own name. After a flurry of news about a military crackdown on blogging, he momentarily stopped bloggin on his own blog, and here under his own name.
    After a few days, he realized that requirements were that strict, and that it was okay for him to blog if he did it under another name.
    I dryly recall that within five minutes after his first comment here as “G’Kar,” I asked him — recognizing him instantly under that name, as the B5 fan in the military that he was — if he had posted here before under another name, knowing full well what the answer was.
    He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    I guess I’ll hold onto that memory.
    But after dozens and dozens of emails over years, and, of course, pissing Andy off endlessly with my niggling points in comments at his blog some years ago, you get to know someone.

  253. Whoever said “punch in the gut” was 100% right. What does one say in response to this? I think Farber is closest to getting it right.

  254. Whoever said “punch in the gut” was 100% right. What does one say in response to this? I think Farber is closest to getting it right.

  255. Whoever said “punch in the gut” was 100% right. What does one say in response to this? I think Farber is closest to getting it right.

  256. Wow. I so rarely comment, but I think I read every single thing he ever wrote here. It’s odd how you can feel like you know someone you never met, or even exchanged many words with. I feel like I lost a friend, yet I can’t imagine what Gary, or Hilzoy or the rest of you who really knew him must feel.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends. He will be sorely missed.

  257. Wow. I so rarely comment, but I think I read every single thing he ever wrote here. It’s odd how you can feel like you know someone you never met, or even exchanged many words with. I feel like I lost a friend, yet I can’t imagine what Gary, or Hilzoy or the rest of you who really knew him must feel.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends. He will be sorely missed.

  258. Wow. I so rarely comment, but I think I read every single thing he ever wrote here. It’s odd how you can feel like you know someone you never met, or even exchanged many words with. I feel like I lost a friend, yet I can’t imagine what Gary, or Hilzoy or the rest of you who really knew him must feel.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends. He will be sorely missed.

  262. I’m so very sorry. His voice will be missed.
    Tonight, alone, I will raise a glass and offer a toast in his memory. Then I’ll probably cry.

  263. I’m so very sorry. His voice will be missed.
    Tonight, alone, I will raise a glass and offer a toast in his memory. Then I’ll probably cry.

  264. I’m so very sorry. His voice will be missed.
    Tonight, alone, I will raise a glass and offer a toast in his memory. Then I’ll probably cry.

  265. “It’s all so brief, isn’t it? A typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years. But it’s barely a second compared to what’s out there. It wouldn’t be so bad if life didn’t take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right, and then…it’s over.”
    Dr. Stephen Franklin, Babylon 5

    Stephen Franklin was a fictional character played by Richard Biggs, who died young at the age of 44, two years ago.
    Worth saying.

  266. “It’s all so brief, isn’t it? A typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years. But it’s barely a second compared to what’s out there. It wouldn’t be so bad if life didn’t take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right, and then…it’s over.”
    Dr. Stephen Franklin, Babylon 5

    Stephen Franklin was a fictional character played by Richard Biggs, who died young at the age of 44, two years ago.
    Worth saying.

  267. “It’s all so brief, isn’t it? A typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years. But it’s barely a second compared to what’s out there. It wouldn’t be so bad if life didn’t take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right, and then…it’s over.”
    Dr. Stephen Franklin, Babylon 5

    Stephen Franklin was a fictional character played by Richard Biggs, who died young at the age of 44, two years ago.
    Worth saying.

  268. Oh jesus christ.
    I didn’t even know him well, and christ knows I’ll miss him. He was
    I want to say something like “he was a gentleman” and I don’t mean anything class-orientated by it: I mean he had the root of the matter in him, he was the kind of soldier I couldn’t imagine *not* trusting to behave well, the kind of guy that a pacifist like me can respect for his courage and his decency.
    And he’s dead. Jesus christ, goddammit, what a bloody mess.
    If anyone’s passing on messages to the family, I add my condolences, little as they can mean at a time like this. But he’ll be missed and his death regretted even by people who never met him.

  269. Oh jesus christ.
    I didn’t even know him well, and christ knows I’ll miss him. He was
    I want to say something like “he was a gentleman” and I don’t mean anything class-orientated by it: I mean he had the root of the matter in him, he was the kind of soldier I couldn’t imagine *not* trusting to behave well, the kind of guy that a pacifist like me can respect for his courage and his decency.
    And he’s dead. Jesus christ, goddammit, what a bloody mess.
    If anyone’s passing on messages to the family, I add my condolences, little as they can mean at a time like this. But he’ll be missed and his death regretted even by people who never met him.

  270. Oh jesus christ.
    I didn’t even know him well, and christ knows I’ll miss him. He was
    I want to say something like “he was a gentleman” and I don’t mean anything class-orientated by it: I mean he had the root of the matter in him, he was the kind of soldier I couldn’t imagine *not* trusting to behave well, the kind of guy that a pacifist like me can respect for his courage and his decency.
    And he’s dead. Jesus christ, goddammit, what a bloody mess.
    If anyone’s passing on messages to the family, I add my condolences, little as they can mean at a time like this. But he’ll be missed and his death regretted even by people who never met him.

  271. This is the first time I will comment on thie blog, and I wish it wasn’t under such circumstances.
    I, like many others, only knew Andrew through his writing here. But whether I agreed with it or not, I have learned from and really appreciated his words.
    Condolences to his family and friends. I haven’t gotten this close to crying since my grandfather’s funeral.

  272. This is the first time I will comment on thie blog, and I wish it wasn’t under such circumstances.
    I, like many others, only knew Andrew through his writing here. But whether I agreed with it or not, I have learned from and really appreciated his words.
    Condolences to his family and friends. I haven’t gotten this close to crying since my grandfather’s funeral.

  273. This is the first time I will comment on thie blog, and I wish it wasn’t under such circumstances.
    I, like many others, only knew Andrew through his writing here. But whether I agreed with it or not, I have learned from and really appreciated his words.
    Condolences to his family and friends. I haven’t gotten this close to crying since my grandfather’s funeral.

  274. He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    Heh. I saw that exchange, and probably wouldn’t ever have figured it out without your comment.
    If anyone knows about any sort of memorial fundraising or anything, for his family or his unit, it would be wonderful if it were linked here.

  275. He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    Heh. I saw that exchange, and probably wouldn’t ever have figured it out without your comment.
    If anyone knows about any sort of memorial fundraising or anything, for his family or his unit, it would be wonderful if it were linked here.

  276. He expressed suprise not that someone would figure out who “G’Kar” was, but that I’d do it within the first three minutes.
    Heh. I saw that exchange, and probably wouldn’t ever have figured it out without your comment.
    If anyone knows about any sort of memorial fundraising or anything, for his family or his unit, it would be wonderful if it were linked here.

  277. One more to the long list of people touched by Andrew. I don’t think I ever said anything to him or anyone about it, but the guy kicked off a real thirst on my part to know what individual service members actually were thinking but wouldn’t say publicly. He was just so insightful even when he was so wrong ;-} He is responsible for me bugging an aweful lot of people who served in the armed services, and for some very interesting reading.
    Just a poor teacher, but count me in on those who would like to do something for his family or fellow troops or…something.

  278. One more to the long list of people touched by Andrew. I don’t think I ever said anything to him or anyone about it, but the guy kicked off a real thirst on my part to know what individual service members actually were thinking but wouldn’t say publicly. He was just so insightful even when he was so wrong ;-} He is responsible for me bugging an aweful lot of people who served in the armed services, and for some very interesting reading.
    Just a poor teacher, but count me in on those who would like to do something for his family or fellow troops or…something.

  279. One more to the long list of people touched by Andrew. I don’t think I ever said anything to him or anyone about it, but the guy kicked off a real thirst on my part to know what individual service members actually were thinking but wouldn’t say publicly. He was just so insightful even when he was so wrong ;-} He is responsible for me bugging an aweful lot of people who served in the armed services, and for some very interesting reading.
    Just a poor teacher, but count me in on those who would like to do something for his family or fellow troops or…something.

  286. On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend’s life also, in our own, to the world. – Henry David Thoreau

    To his family and friends, I extend my deepest and heartfelt condolences. I’m so sorry.

  287. On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend’s life also, in our own, to the world. – Henry David Thoreau

    To his family and friends, I extend my deepest and heartfelt condolences. I’m so sorry.

  288. On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend’s life also, in our own, to the world. – Henry David Thoreau

    To his family and friends, I extend my deepest and heartfelt condolences. I’m so sorry.

  295. A Blogger Dies at War

    Blogger and soldier Andrew Olmsted who often posted as G-Kar at Obsidian Wings was killed in combat yesterday in Iraq. As far as you know, he was killed defending a village composed solely of innocent women and children from hundreds…

  296. A Blogger Dies at War

    Blogger and soldier Andrew Olmsted who often posted as G-Kar at Obsidian Wings was killed in combat yesterday in Iraq. As far as you know, he was killed defending a village composed solely of innocent women and children from hundreds…

  297. A Blogger Dies at War

    Blogger and soldier Andrew Olmsted who often posted as G-Kar at Obsidian Wings was killed in combat yesterday in Iraq. As far as you know, he was killed defending a village composed solely of innocent women and children from hundreds…

  298. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing
    along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever.
    The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God,
    and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.
    – Henry David Thoreau (on the death of his brother)

  299. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing
    along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever.
    The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God,
    and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.
    – Henry David Thoreau (on the death of his brother)

  300. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing
    along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever.
    The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God,
    and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.
    – Henry David Thoreau (on the death of his brother)

  301. Andrew was one of the best, and thanks to the archives and the memories of those who knew him, still is.
    hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family and find some way for us to be helpful, that would be appreciated.

  302. Andrew was one of the best, and thanks to the archives and the memories of those who knew him, still is.
    hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family and find some way for us to be helpful, that would be appreciated.

  303. Andrew was one of the best, and thanks to the archives and the memories of those who knew him, still is.
    hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family and find some way for us to be helpful, that would be appreciated.

  304. Andy was, in fact, one of only two people from the blogosphere whom I’ve met because he went out of the way to arrange for us to meet, and have dinner, and an evening together, back in 2004.
    He lived in Colorado Springs, off Fort Carson, at the time, when he was still a Captain, and doing training of U.S. troops at Carson, before he went off some months later to the eastern U.S. to continue working on training U.S. troops, a couple of years before he found himself with orders for Iraq and an MiTT team.
    He and Amanda and I wandered around some blocks in Denver before they bought me a nice meal. I accidentally left my fish sandwich half behind, which was probably just as well, given how fish keeps.
    Andrew Olmsted was a good man.
    Not a perfect man, he’d be the first to admit. But a good man.
    I’m proud that he represented my country in our military. I’m so very proud of him.
    Understanding Andy’s utterly desirable wish to not see his death used as a political tool — and I’ll probably be one of the first to irrationally leap to offer to kill anyone who violates that wish remotely — I only hope that somehow his death can somehow be worthwhile, to some people, somewhere, for some reason. Somehow.
    And I can’t say a damn thing more about that.
    Other than that if there’s anything I can do to help that, just ask me.

  305. Andy was, in fact, one of only two people from the blogosphere whom I’ve met because he went out of the way to arrange for us to meet, and have dinner, and an evening together, back in 2004.
    He lived in Colorado Springs, off Fort Carson, at the time, when he was still a Captain, and doing training of U.S. troops at Carson, before he went off some months later to the eastern U.S. to continue working on training U.S. troops, a couple of years before he found himself with orders for Iraq and an MiTT team.
    He and Amanda and I wandered around some blocks in Denver before they bought me a nice meal. I accidentally left my fish sandwich half behind, which was probably just as well, given how fish keeps.
    Andrew Olmsted was a good man.
    Not a perfect man, he’d be the first to admit. But a good man.
    I’m proud that he represented my country in our military. I’m so very proud of him.
    Understanding Andy’s utterly desirable wish to not see his death used as a political tool — and I’ll probably be one of the first to irrationally leap to offer to kill anyone who violates that wish remotely — I only hope that somehow his death can somehow be worthwhile, to some people, somewhere, for some reason. Somehow.
    And I can’t say a damn thing more about that.
    Other than that if there’s anything I can do to help that, just ask me.

  306. Andy was, in fact, one of only two people from the blogosphere whom I’ve met because he went out of the way to arrange for us to meet, and have dinner, and an evening together, back in 2004.
    He lived in Colorado Springs, off Fort Carson, at the time, when he was still a Captain, and doing training of U.S. troops at Carson, before he went off some months later to the eastern U.S. to continue working on training U.S. troops, a couple of years before he found himself with orders for Iraq and an MiTT team.
    He and Amanda and I wandered around some blocks in Denver before they bought me a nice meal. I accidentally left my fish sandwich half behind, which was probably just as well, given how fish keeps.
    Andrew Olmsted was a good man.
    Not a perfect man, he’d be the first to admit. But a good man.
    I’m proud that he represented my country in our military. I’m so very proud of him.
    Understanding Andy’s utterly desirable wish to not see his death used as a political tool — and I’ll probably be one of the first to irrationally leap to offer to kill anyone who violates that wish remotely — I only hope that somehow his death can somehow be worthwhile, to some people, somewhere, for some reason. Somehow.
    And I can’t say a damn thing more about that.
    Other than that if there’s anything I can do to help that, just ask me.

  310. “hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family”
    That’s not hard to do, but I can’t imagine, just now, what any of us could possibly do.
    Andy has a loving family. A loving brother, mom and dad, aunts and uncles. As with most families, he was a product of them without always agreeing with every opinion of everyone. But they all stayed in close touch with him, and they all loved each other deeply.
    I am just so so sorry for them.
    Andy’s blog and final post are, it turns out, here.
    If anyone missed his newspaper blog, it’s here.

  311. “hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family”
    That’s not hard to do, but I can’t imagine, just now, what any of us could possibly do.
    Andy has a loving family. A loving brother, mom and dad, aunts and uncles. As with most families, he was a product of them without always agreeing with every opinion of everyone. But they all stayed in close touch with him, and they all loved each other deeply.
    I am just so so sorry for them.
    Andy’s blog and final post are, it turns out, here.
    If anyone missed his newspaper blog, it’s here.

  312. “hilzoy, if you could (eventually) get in touch with Andrew’s family”
    That’s not hard to do, but I can’t imagine, just now, what any of us could possibly do.
    Andy has a loving family. A loving brother, mom and dad, aunts and uncles. As with most families, he was a product of them without always agreeing with every opinion of everyone. But they all stayed in close touch with him, and they all loved each other deeply.
    I am just so so sorry for them.
    Andy’s blog and final post are, it turns out, here.
    If anyone missed his newspaper blog, it’s here.

  319. I’m one of the ObWi readers who migrated over from Legal Fiction with Publius. At first I didn’t take to the other bloggers, but soon I was reading every post with attention and enjoyment.
    G’Kar, as I knew him, will be a presence missed from my life. This made me sad. But let me add, what fine final words.

  320. I’m one of the ObWi readers who migrated over from Legal Fiction with Publius. At first I didn’t take to the other bloggers, but soon I was reading every post with attention and enjoyment.
    G’Kar, as I knew him, will be a presence missed from my life. This made me sad. But let me add, what fine final words.

  321. I’m one of the ObWi readers who migrated over from Legal Fiction with Publius. At first I didn’t take to the other bloggers, but soon I was reading every post with attention and enjoyment.
    G’Kar, as I knew him, will be a presence missed from my life. This made me sad. But let me add, what fine final words.

  322. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I certainly won’t use your death as a debating point about the Iraq war. But I hope it’s ok if I remember you in my heart when I reflect on the awfulness of this war. I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.
    Crap. Why am I so emotional about someone I only knew via a few teensy little patterns of dark on a white background?

  323. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I certainly won’t use your death as a debating point about the Iraq war. But I hope it’s ok if I remember you in my heart when I reflect on the awfulness of this war. I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.
    Crap. Why am I so emotional about someone I only knew via a few teensy little patterns of dark on a white background?

  324. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I certainly won’t use your death as a debating point about the Iraq war. But I hope it’s ok if I remember you in my heart when I reflect on the awfulness of this war. I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.
    Crap. Why am I so emotional about someone I only knew via a few teensy little patterns of dark on a white background?

  325. Yossarian decided to change the subject. […] ‘I’ll bet I can name two
    things to be miserable about for every one thing you can name to be
    thankful for.’
    ‘Be thankful you’re healthy’
    ‘Be bitter you’re not going to stay that way.’
    ‘Be glad you’re even alive.’
    ‘Be furious you’re going to die.’
    ‘Things could be much worse,’ she cried.
    ‘They could be one hell of a lot better,’ he answered
    heatedly.
    Joseph Heller, Catch-22

  326. Yossarian decided to change the subject. […] ‘I’ll bet I can name two
    things to be miserable about for every one thing you can name to be
    thankful for.’
    ‘Be thankful you’re healthy’
    ‘Be bitter you’re not going to stay that way.’
    ‘Be glad you’re even alive.’
    ‘Be furious you’re going to die.’
    ‘Things could be much worse,’ she cried.
    ‘They could be one hell of a lot better,’ he answered
    heatedly.
    Joseph Heller, Catch-22

  327. Yossarian decided to change the subject. […] ‘I’ll bet I can name two
    things to be miserable about for every one thing you can name to be
    thankful for.’
    ‘Be thankful you’re healthy’
    ‘Be bitter you’re not going to stay that way.’
    ‘Be glad you’re even alive.’
    ‘Be furious you’re going to die.’
    ‘Things could be much worse,’ she cried.
    ‘They could be one hell of a lot better,’ he answered
    heatedly.
    Joseph Heller, Catch-22

  343. I’ve stopped by Obsidian Wings only a few times in the past. Reading this, I see it was my loss missing G’Kar’s posts.
    Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major. From a former O4, Godspeed brother. It was a privilege reading your final post. And while you may be correct about the afterlife in the sense you wrote, know that after life you will continue in the hearts of those who knew you and learned of you.

  344. I’ve stopped by Obsidian Wings only a few times in the past. Reading this, I see it was my loss missing G’Kar’s posts.
    Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major. From a former O4, Godspeed brother. It was a privilege reading your final post. And while you may be correct about the afterlife in the sense you wrote, know that after life you will continue in the hearts of those who knew you and learned of you.

  345. I’ve stopped by Obsidian Wings only a few times in the past. Reading this, I see it was my loss missing G’Kar’s posts.
    Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major. From a former O4, Godspeed brother. It was a privilege reading your final post. And while you may be correct about the afterlife in the sense you wrote, know that after life you will continue in the hearts of those who knew you and learned of you.

  352. Godspeed Major Andrew Olmsted

    Just a month ago, I was recently featured in Chicago Magazine where the reporter asked me what blogs I read – I gave her Mudville, Mike Yon, Acute Politics and Andrew Olmsted. I just found out that, yesterday, Andrew Olmsted’s

  353. Godspeed Major Andrew Olmsted

    Just a month ago, I was recently featured in Chicago Magazine where the reporter asked me what blogs I read – I gave her Mudville, Mike Yon, Acute Politics and Andrew Olmsted. I just found out that, yesterday, Andrew Olmsted’s

  354. Godspeed Major Andrew Olmsted

    Just a month ago, I was recently featured in Chicago Magazine where the reporter asked me what blogs I read – I gave her Mudville, Mike Yon, Acute Politics and Andrew Olmsted. I just found out that, yesterday, Andrew Olmsted’s

  355. I never followed his writing before reading this post, but from this, he was a pretty great guy.
    My condolences to all who knew and loved him.

  356. I never followed his writing before reading this post, but from this, he was a pretty great guy.
    My condolences to all who knew and loved him.

  357. I never followed his writing before reading this post, but from this, he was a pretty great guy.
    My condolences to all who knew and loved him.

  358. Like hilzoy, I guess I was luckier than Sebastian and LB, because I can weep at home rather than at work.
    It was an honor to have known Andrew, even only through the internet.
    My deepest condolences to his family.
    As close as I can find to what I’d like to say, if I had the words:
    Multās per gentēs et multa per aequora vectus
    adveniō hās miserās, frāter, ad īnferiās,
    ut tē postrēmō dōnārem mūnere mortis
    et mūtam nēquīquam alloquerer cinerem.
    quandoquidem fortūna mihī tētē abstulit ipsum.
    heu miser indignē frāter adēmpte mihi,
    nunc tamen intereā haec, prīscō quae mōre parentum
    trādita sunt trīstī mūnere ad īnferiās,
    accipe frāternō multum mānantia flētū,
    atque in perpetuum, frāter, avē atque valē.
    Carried across many nations and many seas,
    I arrive, Brother, at these miserable funeral rites,
    So that I might bestow you with the final gift of death
    And might speak in vain to the silent ash.
    Because Fortune has stolen you yourself from me,
    Ah, unhappy brother stolen wrongly from me,
    Nevertheless, however, receive now these which in the ancient custom
    Of our parents were handed down as a sad gift for funeral rites,
    these flowing with much brotherly weeping,
    And forever, Brother, hail and farewell.
    Catullus 101

  359. Like hilzoy, I guess I was luckier than Sebastian and LB, because I can weep at home rather than at work.
    It was an honor to have known Andrew, even only through the internet.
    My deepest condolences to his family.
    As close as I can find to what I’d like to say, if I had the words:
    Multās per gentēs et multa per aequora vectus
    adveniō hās miserās, frāter, ad īnferiās,
    ut tē postrēmō dōnārem mūnere mortis
    et mūtam nēquīquam alloquerer cinerem.
    quandoquidem fortūna mihī tētē abstulit ipsum.
    heu miser indignē frāter adēmpte mihi,
    nunc tamen intereā haec, prīscō quae mōre parentum
    trādita sunt trīstī mūnere ad īnferiās,
    accipe frāternō multum mānantia flētū,
    atque in perpetuum, frāter, avē atque valē.
    Carried across many nations and many seas,
    I arrive, Brother, at these miserable funeral rites,
    So that I might bestow you with the final gift of death
    And might speak in vain to the silent ash.
    Because Fortune has stolen you yourself from me,
    Ah, unhappy brother stolen wrongly from me,
    Nevertheless, however, receive now these which in the ancient custom
    Of our parents were handed down as a sad gift for funeral rites,
    these flowing with much brotherly weeping,
    And forever, Brother, hail and farewell.
    Catullus 101

  360. Like hilzoy, I guess I was luckier than Sebastian and LB, because I can weep at home rather than at work.
    It was an honor to have known Andrew, even only through the internet.
    My deepest condolences to his family.
    As close as I can find to what I’d like to say, if I had the words:
    Multās per gentēs et multa per aequora vectus
    adveniō hās miserās, frāter, ad īnferiās,
    ut tē postrēmō dōnārem mūnere mortis
    et mūtam nēquīquam alloquerer cinerem.
    quandoquidem fortūna mihī tētē abstulit ipsum.
    heu miser indignē frāter adēmpte mihi,
    nunc tamen intereā haec, prīscō quae mōre parentum
    trādita sunt trīstī mūnere ad īnferiās,
    accipe frāternō multum mānantia flētū,
    atque in perpetuum, frāter, avē atque valē.
    Carried across many nations and many seas,
    I arrive, Brother, at these miserable funeral rites,
    So that I might bestow you with the final gift of death
    And might speak in vain to the silent ash.
    Because Fortune has stolen you yourself from me,
    Ah, unhappy brother stolen wrongly from me,
    Nevertheless, however, receive now these which in the ancient custom
    Of our parents were handed down as a sad gift for funeral rites,
    these flowing with much brotherly weeping,
    And forever, Brother, hail and farewell.
    Catullus 101

  361. Well, now that I’ve had a bit more time to re-read Andrew’s post, and think about things… I still don’t have much more coherent than what I said the first time.
    Fuck.
    Times like this are what profanity is for. I mostly only ever knew Andrew from his posts, and occasionally arguing with him. But for all that, he showed himself to be basically decent and honest and thoughtful. Another good man gone, and he will be missed.
    I’ve known several people in the military, but none were posted to the “front” in Iraq, ill-defined as that is. And they all came home safe and have gotten out of the military. So Andrew’s the first Iraq death I’ve known firsthand, not friend of a friend. The AP article is almost heartbreaking in its own way, because it doesn’t, it can’t tell any of the story of the people who it talks about.
    Fuck.

  362. Well, now that I’ve had a bit more time to re-read Andrew’s post, and think about things… I still don’t have much more coherent than what I said the first time.
    Fuck.
    Times like this are what profanity is for. I mostly only ever knew Andrew from his posts, and occasionally arguing with him. But for all that, he showed himself to be basically decent and honest and thoughtful. Another good man gone, and he will be missed.
    I’ve known several people in the military, but none were posted to the “front” in Iraq, ill-defined as that is. And they all came home safe and have gotten out of the military. So Andrew’s the first Iraq death I’ve known firsthand, not friend of a friend. The AP article is almost heartbreaking in its own way, because it doesn’t, it can’t tell any of the story of the people who it talks about.
    Fuck.

  363. Well, now that I’ve had a bit more time to re-read Andrew’s post, and think about things… I still don’t have much more coherent than what I said the first time.
    Fuck.
    Times like this are what profanity is for. I mostly only ever knew Andrew from his posts, and occasionally arguing with him. But for all that, he showed himself to be basically decent and honest and thoughtful. Another good man gone, and he will be missed.
    I’ve known several people in the military, but none were posted to the “front” in Iraq, ill-defined as that is. And they all came home safe and have gotten out of the military. So Andrew’s the first Iraq death I’ve known firsthand, not friend of a friend. The AP article is almost heartbreaking in its own way, because it doesn’t, it can’t tell any of the story of the people who it talks about.
    Fuck.

  367. “Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all.”
    — William Goldman, _The Princess Bride_

  368. “Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all.”
    — William Goldman, _The Princess Bride_

  369. “Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all.”
    — William Goldman, _The Princess Bride_

  376. “Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major.”
    Olmsted. Not “Olmstead.”
    Andy was in the reserve a couple of years ago, working to get back to being Regular Army.
    Given the circumstances, his move was less difficult than it otherwise would have been a couple of years before.

  377. “Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major.”
    Olmsted. Not “Olmstead.”
    Andy was in the reserve a couple of years ago, working to get back to being Regular Army.
    Given the circumstances, his move was less difficult than it otherwise would have been a couple of years before.

  378. “Reading through the comments it appears Andrew Olmstead was a major.”
    Olmsted. Not “Olmstead.”
    Andy was in the reserve a couple of years ago, working to get back to being Regular Army.
    Given the circumstances, his move was less difficult than it otherwise would have been a couple of years before.

  379. How unspeakably tragic. This is the type of feeling it’s easier not knowing how to feel when watching the Honor Roll at the end of the PBS NewsHour.
    To Gary @ 3:08 — I was saddened when Andrew “left” the blog due to his return to active duty, and never put the pieces together that “G’Kar” was he; I must have been offline when you sussed it out. I wish I had known, as now it seems like two people I respected greatly are gone forever.

  380. How unspeakably tragic. This is the type of feeling it’s easier not knowing how to feel when watching the Honor Roll at the end of the PBS NewsHour.
    To Gary @ 3:08 — I was saddened when Andrew “left” the blog due to his return to active duty, and never put the pieces together that “G’Kar” was he; I must have been offline when you sussed it out. I wish I had known, as now it seems like two people I respected greatly are gone forever.

  381. How unspeakably tragic. This is the type of feeling it’s easier not knowing how to feel when watching the Honor Roll at the end of the PBS NewsHour.
    To Gary @ 3:08 — I was saddened when Andrew “left” the blog due to his return to active duty, and never put the pieces together that “G’Kar” was he; I must have been offline when you sussed it out. I wish I had known, as now it seems like two people I respected greatly are gone forever.

  382. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
    In my limited contact with Andy – which was thanks to you, hil – I had already come to feel enormous affection for him. Enormous.
    Requiescat in pace, Andy. There should have been so much more for you.

  383. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
    In my limited contact with Andy – which was thanks to you, hil – I had already come to feel enormous affection for him. Enormous.
    Requiescat in pace, Andy. There should have been so much more for you.

  384. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
    In my limited contact with Andy – which was thanks to you, hil – I had already come to feel enormous affection for him. Enormous.
    Requiescat in pace, Andy. There should have been so much more for you.

  385. I am heartbroken. I only ever knew “G’Kar” through his writing and for too, too, brief a time. This is terrible news. My thoughts and prayers are with his family. This is a terrible loss for them, and for us. He had so much to contribute–he was already offering so much–I can’t begin to grapple with the loss they must be feeling.
    all my thoughts
    aimai

  386. I am heartbroken. I only ever knew “G’Kar” through his writing and for too, too, brief a time. This is terrible news. My thoughts and prayers are with his family. This is a terrible loss for them, and for us. He had so much to contribute–he was already offering so much–I can’t begin to grapple with the loss they must be feeling.
    all my thoughts
    aimai

  387. I am heartbroken. I only ever knew “G’Kar” through his writing and for too, too, brief a time. This is terrible news. My thoughts and prayers are with his family. This is a terrible loss for them, and for us. He had so much to contribute–he was already offering so much–I can’t begin to grapple with the loss they must be feeling.
    all my thoughts
    aimai

  388. oh, how horrible.
    My condolences to his family. And personal regret that we’re losing an outstanding writer.

  389. oh, how horrible.
    My condolences to his family. And personal regret that we’re losing an outstanding writer.

  390. oh, how horrible.
    My condolences to his family. And personal regret that we’re losing an outstanding writer.

  391. God DAMN it. nthr gd ffcr lst t Bsh nd Chn. Mn RLL wnt ths fckrs n prsn. Dth s t gd fr thm.
    [Partially disemvowelled by the management. Commenter banned under the ‘calling for assassination’ rule.]

  392. God DAMN it. nthr gd ffcr lst t Bsh nd Chn. Mn RLL wnt ths fckrs n prsn. Dth s t gd fr thm.
    [Partially disemvowelled by the management. Commenter banned under the ‘calling for assassination’ rule.]

  393. God DAMN it. nthr gd ffcr lst t Bsh nd Chn. Mn RLL wnt ths fckrs n prsn. Dth s t gd fr thm.
    [Partially disemvowelled by the management. Commenter banned under the ‘calling for assassination’ rule.]

  397. For the record, G’Kar’s (not Andrew’s!) first comment here: February 22, 2007 at 12:49 PM.
    My response:

    […] Are you, perchance, serving in the Army, G’Kar? Have you possibly posted here before, under another name? (If so, you needn’t say which, of course; I’m just curious.)

    From February 22, 2007 at 12:57 PM
    No more B5 jokes to come.

  398. For the record, G’Kar’s (not Andrew’s!) first comment here: February 22, 2007 at 12:49 PM.
    My response:

    […] Are you, perchance, serving in the Army, G’Kar? Have you possibly posted here before, under another name? (If so, you needn’t say which, of course; I’m just curious.)

    From February 22, 2007 at 12:57 PM
    No more B5 jokes to come.

  399. For the record, G’Kar’s (not Andrew’s!) first comment here: February 22, 2007 at 12:49 PM.
    My response:

    […] Are you, perchance, serving in the Army, G’Kar? Have you possibly posted here before, under another name? (If so, you needn’t say which, of course; I’m just curious.)

    From February 22, 2007 at 12:57 PM
    No more B5 jokes to come.

  403. Thanks, Gary. I was *definitely* offline then, on the Mexican Riviera.
    If there is consciousness of this world after death, I do hope Andrew realizes how much he was valued in life.

  404. Thanks, Gary. I was *definitely* offline then, on the Mexican Riviera.
    If there is consciousness of this world after death, I do hope Andrew realizes how much he was valued in life.

  405. Thanks, Gary. I was *definitely* offline then, on the Mexican Riviera.
    If there is consciousness of this world after death, I do hope Andrew realizes how much he was valued in life.

  406. Amd while I’m blithering, I’ll note that it was me who suggested to Hilzoy that this “Andrew Olmsted” guy would be a good candidate for blogging here.
    I pointed out this blog to him, and him to Hilzoy, which resulted in Hilzoy and company’s invitation to blog here. After I introduced Andrew to Hilzoy, and suggested it.
    It’s all about me, after all. My pain, my hurt, me, me, me.
    Obscenities.

  407. Amd while I’m blithering, I’ll note that it was me who suggested to Hilzoy that this “Andrew Olmsted” guy would be a good candidate for blogging here.
    I pointed out this blog to him, and him to Hilzoy, which resulted in Hilzoy and company’s invitation to blog here. After I introduced Andrew to Hilzoy, and suggested it.
    It’s all about me, after all. My pain, my hurt, me, me, me.
    Obscenities.

  408. Amd while I’m blithering, I’ll note that it was me who suggested to Hilzoy that this “Andrew Olmsted” guy would be a good candidate for blogging here.
    I pointed out this blog to him, and him to Hilzoy, which resulted in Hilzoy and company’s invitation to blog here. After I introduced Andrew to Hilzoy, and suggested it.
    It’s all about me, after all. My pain, my hurt, me, me, me.
    Obscenities.

  412. You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.

  413. You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.

  414. You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.

  415. MAJ Olmsted was a friend, someone with whom I shared multiple long conversations with. Funny how he mentions blogging with those he felt had superior intelligence to his own, which is always how he made me feel. I will miss his humor, intelligence and his impression of Dr. Evil (“I think I will call him mini me!”). Sir, it was a joy to have served with you, your leadership and mentoring will always be remembered. I will see you at the top of the hill, you lead the way, and I will follow.

  416. MAJ Olmsted was a friend, someone with whom I shared multiple long conversations with. Funny how he mentions blogging with those he felt had superior intelligence to his own, which is always how he made me feel. I will miss his humor, intelligence and his impression of Dr. Evil (“I think I will call him mini me!”). Sir, it was a joy to have served with you, your leadership and mentoring will always be remembered. I will see you at the top of the hill, you lead the way, and I will follow.

  417. MAJ Olmsted was a friend, someone with whom I shared multiple long conversations with. Funny how he mentions blogging with those he felt had superior intelligence to his own, which is always how he made me feel. I will miss his humor, intelligence and his impression of Dr. Evil (“I think I will call him mini me!”). Sir, it was a joy to have served with you, your leadership and mentoring will always be remembered. I will see you at the top of the hill, you lead the way, and I will follow.

  418. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  419. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  420. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  421. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  422. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  423. Holy Crap.
    What a wonderful, brave, and insightful man.
    My deepest and most heartfel condolences go out to all who knew and loved him. You were honored to have known such a man, I think. I am floored by his words, and am teary eyed as I type this.
    pax

  424. My condolences to his family and friends. A sad loss.
    Hilzoy, I was struck by the part where he said his blogging was by its nature ephemeral. Does anyone out there have their own server and can archive his own blog in memoriam?
    It’d be a nice touch.
    Regards, Cernig @ Newshoggers

  425. My condolences to his family and friends. A sad loss.
    Hilzoy, I was struck by the part where he said his blogging was by its nature ephemeral. Does anyone out there have their own server and can archive his own blog in memoriam?
    It’d be a nice touch.
    Regards, Cernig @ Newshoggers

  426. My condolences to his family and friends. A sad loss.
    Hilzoy, I was struck by the part where he said his blogging was by its nature ephemeral. Does anyone out there have their own server and can archive his own blog in memoriam?
    It’d be a nice touch.
    Regards, Cernig @ Newshoggers

  427. “You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.”
    Nothing personal, and no offense intended, but piss on that. Better to still have him. He owes me comments on stuff.
    I was writing an e-mail to him this morning.
    I was on the way out to the post office, an hour before hearing, solely to mail him the disks I’d been recording all week, a few hours ago.
    Still adjusting to that.
    I was looking forward to what he thought of the movies. Babylon 5: The Lost Tales, included.
    It was a big part of my morning.
    A few hours ago.
    I can only imagine how Andy’s troop feels, let alone his family.

  428. “You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.”
    Nothing personal, and no offense intended, but piss on that. Better to still have him. He owes me comments on stuff.
    I was writing an e-mail to him this morning.
    I was on the way out to the post office, an hour before hearing, solely to mail him the disks I’d been recording all week, a few hours ago.
    Still adjusting to that.
    I was looking forward to what he thought of the movies. Babylon 5: The Lost Tales, included.
    It was a big part of my morning.
    A few hours ago.
    I can only imagine how Andy’s troop feels, let alone his family.

  429. “You are all blessed to have had someone like this, able to write of his own passing, and to live as if it were tomorrow.”
    Nothing personal, and no offense intended, but piss on that. Better to still have him. He owes me comments on stuff.
    I was writing an e-mail to him this morning.
    I was on the way out to the post office, an hour before hearing, solely to mail him the disks I’d been recording all week, a few hours ago.
    Still adjusting to that.
    I was looking forward to what he thought of the movies. Babylon 5: The Lost Tales, included.
    It was a big part of my morning.
    A few hours ago.
    I can only imagine how Andy’s troop feels, let alone his family.

  430. “To the everlasting glory of the Infantry—”
    Though I didn’t know you, the message rings true. You will be remembered by this dirt sailor, and continue on in my heart and others. Semper Fortis.
    /hat over heart

  431. “To the everlasting glory of the Infantry—”
    Though I didn’t know you, the message rings true. You will be remembered by this dirt sailor, and continue on in my heart and others. Semper Fortis.
    /hat over heart

  432. “To the everlasting glory of the Infantry—”
    Though I didn’t know you, the message rings true. You will be remembered by this dirt sailor, and continue on in my heart and others. Semper Fortis.
    /hat over heart

  433. It’s been a few years since I last shared an email with Andrew, or since we communicated with each other on our respective blogs. I would drop-in to read his posts now and then, and always enjoyed them. He was indeed a person who valued truth and wisdom over winning an argument. People come no braver or honest. Or smart. He was always too humble. I will miss him. My sincerest condolences to his family.

  434. It’s been a few years since I last shared an email with Andrew, or since we communicated with each other on our respective blogs. I would drop-in to read his posts now and then, and always enjoyed them. He was indeed a person who valued truth and wisdom over winning an argument. People come no braver or honest. Or smart. He was always too humble. I will miss him. My sincerest condolences to his family.

  435. It’s been a few years since I last shared an email with Andrew, or since we communicated with each other on our respective blogs. I would drop-in to read his posts now and then, and always enjoyed them. He was indeed a person who valued truth and wisdom over winning an argument. People come no braver or honest. Or smart. He was always too humble. I will miss him. My sincerest condolences to his family.

  442. “All life, every life. We are all born as … molecules … in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics, policies or differences. Over a billion years we foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego … we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that lives on inside us. The spark that tells us … “you should know better”. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever … and there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days … if we can see anything at all.”
    Delenn in Babylon 5.
    “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”.
    We will all miss you, G’Kar

  443. “All life, every life. We are all born as … molecules … in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics, policies or differences. Over a billion years we foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego … we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that lives on inside us. The spark that tells us … “you should know better”. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever … and there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days … if we can see anything at all.”
    Delenn in Babylon 5.
    “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”.
    We will all miss you, G’Kar

  444. “All life, every life. We are all born as … molecules … in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics, policies or differences. Over a billion years we foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego … we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that lives on inside us. The spark that tells us … “you should know better”. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever … and there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days … if we can see anything at all.”
    Delenn in Babylon 5.
    “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”.
    We will all miss you, G’Kar

  445. Probably the best thing you can do for people after you die is to leave them good jokes. Mostly because it drags them rather forcibly back to the time when you were around, if only for a moment.

  446. Probably the best thing you can do for people after you die is to leave them good jokes. Mostly because it drags them rather forcibly back to the time when you were around, if only for a moment.

  447. Probably the best thing you can do for people after you die is to leave them good jokes. Mostly because it drags them rather forcibly back to the time when you were around, if only for a moment.

  448. I’ve only visited ObWi a few times (so many good blogs to visit, so little time) so I’ve missed most of what G’Kar wrote. This left me infinitely sad, bttr t th lss f nthr lf fr nthng, dtrmnd t s n nd t ths stpd wr. Grg W. Bsh nd Rchrd Chn r th lckst ppl n th wrld – f thr wr n jstc t ll, w wld lng g hv strngld ths tw bstrds wth thr wn ntstns.
    [partially disemvowelled by the management.]

  449. I’ve only visited ObWi a few times (so many good blogs to visit, so little time) so I’ve missed most of what G’Kar wrote. This left me infinitely sad, bttr t th lss f nthr lf fr nthng, dtrmnd t s n nd t ths stpd wr. Grg W. Bsh nd Rchrd Chn r th lckst ppl n th wrld – f thr wr n jstc t ll, w wld lng g hv strngld ths tw bstrds wth thr wn ntstns.
    [partially disemvowelled by the management.]

  450. I’ve only visited ObWi a few times (so many good blogs to visit, so little time) so I’ve missed most of what G’Kar wrote. This left me infinitely sad, bttr t th lss f nthr lf fr nthng, dtrmnd t s n nd t ths stpd wr. Grg W. Bsh nd Rchrd Chn r th lckst ppl n th wrld – f thr wr n jstc t ll, w wld lng g hv strngld ths tw bstrds wth thr wn ntstns.
    [partially disemvowelled by the management.]

  451. Members of his unit are putting together a fund for a gift for the family, something to honor his life. We are allowing time for his family to put together their wishes before we implement anything. As this is worked out, I will post here again to allow Andy’s family here to join his Army family in grieving with his nuclear family.

  452. Members of his unit are putting together a fund for a gift for the family, something to honor his life. We are allowing time for his family to put together their wishes before we implement anything. As this is worked out, I will post here again to allow Andy’s family here to join his Army family in grieving with his nuclear family.

  453. Members of his unit are putting together a fund for a gift for the family, something to honor his life. We are allowing time for his family to put together their wishes before we implement anything. As this is worked out, I will post here again to allow Andy’s family here to join his Army family in grieving with his nuclear family.

  457. Fucking hell. A good man’s down for the count – intelligent, brave, of noble spirit. I’ll miss reading him.
    And Gary, don’t beat yourself up for posting so much about how bad you feel. That’s the whole point of a wake.

  458. Fucking hell. A good man’s down for the count – intelligent, brave, of noble spirit. I’ll miss reading him.
    And Gary, don’t beat yourself up for posting so much about how bad you feel. That’s the whole point of a wake.

  459. Fucking hell. A good man’s down for the count – intelligent, brave, of noble spirit. I’ll miss reading him.
    And Gary, don’t beat yourself up for posting so much about how bad you feel. That’s the whole point of a wake.

  460. I only knew him from his writing when I would read here at Obsidian Wings. I certainly admired his choice in nom de plume, recognizing the qualities that I’d loved so much about the character whose name he’d chosen that Gary pointed out. His final post was just so moving it left me speechless. This writing is only after having moved on and read other comments, links and just a bit of thought. My sympathies and condolences to his friends and family, just his writing is enough to know some minor part of your loss and I truly regret that anyone has this pain and that the world has lost such a thoughtful man.

  461. I only knew him from his writing when I would read here at Obsidian Wings. I certainly admired his choice in nom de plume, recognizing the qualities that I’d loved so much about the character whose name he’d chosen that Gary pointed out. His final post was just so moving it left me speechless. This writing is only after having moved on and read other comments, links and just a bit of thought. My sympathies and condolences to his friends and family, just his writing is enough to know some minor part of your loss and I truly regret that anyone has this pain and that the world has lost such a thoughtful man.

  462. I only knew him from his writing when I would read here at Obsidian Wings. I certainly admired his choice in nom de plume, recognizing the qualities that I’d loved so much about the character whose name he’d chosen that Gary pointed out. His final post was just so moving it left me speechless. This writing is only after having moved on and read other comments, links and just a bit of thought. My sympathies and condolences to his friends and family, just his writing is enough to know some minor part of your loss and I truly regret that anyone has this pain and that the world has lost such a thoughtful man.

  463. I used to comment quite a bit on Andrew’s blog, Gary. I remember when he closed it down and when announced his deployment. I thought he’d be okay- most are. Just saw the announcement of his death on LG&M. I can’t fathom it. He was a man of honor and commitment, always fair-minded. He struggled to find the truth. This is horrible. May he rest in peace.

  464. I used to comment quite a bit on Andrew’s blog, Gary. I remember when he closed it down and when announced his deployment. I thought he’d be okay- most are. Just saw the announcement of his death on LG&M. I can’t fathom it. He was a man of honor and commitment, always fair-minded. He struggled to find the truth. This is horrible. May he rest in peace.

  465. I used to comment quite a bit on Andrew’s blog, Gary. I remember when he closed it down and when announced his deployment. I thought he’d be okay- most are. Just saw the announcement of his death on LG&M. I can’t fathom it. He was a man of honor and commitment, always fair-minded. He struggled to find the truth. This is horrible. May he rest in peace.

  469. I thought that i had see to much death, While working in Dover A.F.B. To feel this much pain from someone i had never met before, Thank you Andy for letting me feel again, god bless you.

  470. I thought that i had see to much death, While working in Dover A.F.B. To feel this much pain from someone i had never met before, Thank you Andy for letting me feel again, god bless you.

  471. I thought that i had see to much death, While working in Dover A.F.B. To feel this much pain from someone i had never met before, Thank you Andy for letting me feel again, god bless you.

  472. Although it’s been linked to before, I note that — unnamed — Andy hit a milestone:

    Military: Three U.S. soldiers killed in first reportd 2008 fatalities

    I have no doubt whatever that he’d be dryly proud of being first of the year.
    Really, he’d find that funny, I bet anything.
    So I’m trying to laugh with him.
    I’m trying.
    I think he’d like that.
    And that he’s getting to explore what it’s like Beyond The Rim.

  473. Although it’s been linked to before, I note that — unnamed — Andy hit a milestone:

    Military: Three U.S. soldiers killed in first reportd 2008 fatalities

    I have no doubt whatever that he’d be dryly proud of being first of the year.
    Really, he’d find that funny, I bet anything.
    So I’m trying to laugh with him.
    I’m trying.
    I think he’d like that.
    And that he’s getting to explore what it’s like Beyond The Rim.

  474. Although it’s been linked to before, I note that — unnamed — Andy hit a milestone:

    Military: Three U.S. soldiers killed in first reportd 2008 fatalities

    I have no doubt whatever that he’d be dryly proud of being first of the year.
    Really, he’d find that funny, I bet anything.
    So I’m trying to laugh with him.
    I’m trying.
    I think he’d like that.
    And that he’s getting to explore what it’s like Beyond The Rim.

  475. I am Amanda’s sister in law and we were with Andy 2 months ago when he was home for a funeral. We will miss him very much and for Amanda we love you and will be here for you. Mr. and Mrs. Olmsted our deepest sympathy. Andy, you are the true American Soldier that Toby Keith sang about.

  476. I am Amanda’s sister in law and we were with Andy 2 months ago when he was home for a funeral. We will miss him very much and for Amanda we love you and will be here for you. Mr. and Mrs. Olmsted our deepest sympathy. Andy, you are the true American Soldier that Toby Keith sang about.

  477. I am Amanda’s sister in law and we were with Andy 2 months ago when he was home for a funeral. We will miss him very much and for Amanda we love you and will be here for you. Mr. and Mrs. Olmsted our deepest sympathy. Andy, you are the true American Soldier that Toby Keith sang about.

  478. Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.

  479. Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.

  480. Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.

  484. This still hasn’t sunk in. His last letter is a work of art. Even in this situation he managed to give me a chuckle or two (on second/third reading).
    I’m thankful for the time he shared with us, especially since he deployed. I wondered that he had the strength to be out in that mess day after day and yet still find time to put up a post here.
    This must have been a hard task for you hilzoy, but you kept your promise with great dignity and respect.

  485. This still hasn’t sunk in. His last letter is a work of art. Even in this situation he managed to give me a chuckle or two (on second/third reading).
    I’m thankful for the time he shared with us, especially since he deployed. I wondered that he had the strength to be out in that mess day after day and yet still find time to put up a post here.
    This must have been a hard task for you hilzoy, but you kept your promise with great dignity and respect.

  486. This still hasn’t sunk in. His last letter is a work of art. Even in this situation he managed to give me a chuckle or two (on second/third reading).
    I’m thankful for the time he shared with us, especially since he deployed. I wondered that he had the strength to be out in that mess day after day and yet still find time to put up a post here.
    This must have been a hard task for you hilzoy, but you kept your promise with great dignity and respect.

  493. I enjoyed reading his trenchant comments here. I am sitting at the computer feeling a certain heaviness coming over me, like Dylan’s “Long black cloud.” (Knocking on Heaven’s Door). I am sorry that this stupid war is taking so many good and brave people from us.

  494. I enjoyed reading his trenchant comments here. I am sitting at the computer feeling a certain heaviness coming over me, like Dylan’s “Long black cloud.” (Knocking on Heaven’s Door). I am sorry that this stupid war is taking so many good and brave people from us.

  495. I enjoyed reading his trenchant comments here. I am sitting at the computer feeling a certain heaviness coming over me, like Dylan’s “Long black cloud.” (Knocking on Heaven’s Door). I am sorry that this stupid war is taking so many good and brave people from us.

  496. No point in being human, if you don’t know the world will break your heart, in the end.
    Rest in Peace — and, to an American soldier: thanks.

  497. No point in being human, if you don’t know the world will break your heart, in the end.
    Rest in Peace — and, to an American soldier: thanks.

  498. No point in being human, if you don’t know the world will break your heart, in the end.
    Rest in Peace — and, to an American soldier: thanks.

  499. Just checked. I have 84 emails from Andrew in my email files.
    A fair number I meant to get around to responding to, and never did.
    Of course, I wouldn’t feel in the least better if I’d mailed off those DVDs last week.
    The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    It’s a gap I can’t close quickly. I don’t grasp it at all well, despite the repetition.
    We’re here.
    And then, suddenly: the flame is out.
    How does that happen? How can so much disappear just like that?
    Someone dies, and a universe is snuffed out.
    The onetime love of my life died three years ago this week, about which I’ve still been unable to write (like so many other things).
    I have to say that I’m starting to not like Januaries, and deaths therein.

  500. Just checked. I have 84 emails from Andrew in my email files.
    A fair number I meant to get around to responding to, and never did.
    Of course, I wouldn’t feel in the least better if I’d mailed off those DVDs last week.
    The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    It’s a gap I can’t close quickly. I don’t grasp it at all well, despite the repetition.
    We’re here.
    And then, suddenly: the flame is out.
    How does that happen? How can so much disappear just like that?
    Someone dies, and a universe is snuffed out.
    The onetime love of my life died three years ago this week, about which I’ve still been unable to write (like so many other things).
    I have to say that I’m starting to not like Januaries, and deaths therein.

  501. Just checked. I have 84 emails from Andrew in my email files.
    A fair number I meant to get around to responding to, and never did.
    Of course, I wouldn’t feel in the least better if I’d mailed off those DVDs last week.
    The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    It’s a gap I can’t close quickly. I don’t grasp it at all well, despite the repetition.
    We’re here.
    And then, suddenly: the flame is out.
    How does that happen? How can so much disappear just like that?
    Someone dies, and a universe is snuffed out.
    The onetime love of my life died three years ago this week, about which I’ve still been unable to write (like so many other things).
    I have to say that I’m starting to not like Januaries, and deaths therein.

  502. That’s really sad…my condolences to your family during this difficult time.
    Nt t dsgr wth nythng wrttn hr, bt frl strng rgmnt cld b md tht Bsh gt s nt th wr llgll: T vd hvng t rtrn t Cngrss fr mr dbt n rq, Bsh hd pshd fr nd rcvd thrt t lnch wr wtht frthr dvnc ntc t Cngrss. Nvr bfr hd Cngrss s trstd prsdnt wth ths thrt. Bt n grntng ths nprcdntd thrztn, Cngrss nsstd tht crtn cndtns b stblshd s xstng nd tht th prsdnt sbmt frml dtrmntn, ssrng th Cngrss tht, n fct, ths cndtns wr prsnt. Spcfcll (nd hr m smmrzng tchncl wrdng; th ctl lngg [s n sctn (b) () nd () f PL -]), Cngrss wntd frml dtrmntn sbmttd t t thr bfr sng frc r wthn frt-ght hrs f hvng dn s, sttng tht th prsdnt hd fnd tht () frthr dplmtc mns ln wld nt rslv th “cntnng thrt” (mnng WMD) nd () th mltr ctn ws prt f th vrll rspns t trrrsm, ncldng dlng wth ths nvlvd n “th trrrst ttcks tht ccrrd n Sptmbr , .” n shrt, Cngrss nsstd tht thr b vdnc f tw pnts tht wr th cntrpc f Bsh’s rgmnt fr th wr. Bsh, n ssnc, gv Cngrss nl n prprtd fct t mt th rqrmnt f mkng cngrssnl dtrmntn. H ctd th nfrmtn ffrd b Scrtr f Stt Cln Pwll t th ntd Ntns. [Pwll hs snc pblcl cknwldgd tht hs prsnttn cntnd nccrt nfrmtn, whch dmgd hs ntrntnl rpttn bdl.] Bsh mrl rmndd Cngrss tht Pwll’s rprt “rvld trrrst trnng r n nrthstrn rq wth ts t rq ntllgnc nd ctvts f [l Qd] fflts n Bghdd.” Bsh ddd tht “pblc rprts ndct tht rq s crrntl hrbrng snr mmbrs f trrrst ntwrk ld b b Msb l-Zrqw, cls [l Qd] ssct,” nd tht n th pst rq hd “prvdd trnng n dcmnt frgr nd xplsvs t [l Qd].” H ffrd n gvrnmntl cnfrmtn f ths “pblc rprt.” gn…nt tryng t trn thngs pltcl, bt jst thnk t’s mprtnt tht mr ppl rlz ths.

  503. That’s really sad…my condolences to your family during this difficult time.
    Nt t dsgr wth nythng wrttn hr, bt frl strng rgmnt cld b md tht Bsh gt s nt th wr llgll: T vd hvng t rtrn t Cngrss fr mr dbt n rq, Bsh hd pshd fr nd rcvd thrt t lnch wr wtht frthr dvnc ntc t Cngrss. Nvr bfr hd Cngrss s trstd prsdnt wth ths thrt. Bt n grntng ths nprcdntd thrztn, Cngrss nsstd tht crtn cndtns b stblshd s xstng nd tht th prsdnt sbmt frml dtrmntn, ssrng th Cngrss tht, n fct, ths cndtns wr prsnt. Spcfcll (nd hr m smmrzng tchncl wrdng; th ctl lngg [s n sctn (b) () nd () f PL -]), Cngrss wntd frml dtrmntn sbmttd t t thr bfr sng frc r wthn frt-ght hrs f hvng dn s, sttng tht th prsdnt hd fnd tht () frthr dplmtc mns ln wld nt rslv th “cntnng thrt” (mnng WMD) nd () th mltr ctn ws prt f th vrll rspns t trrrsm, ncldng dlng wth ths nvlvd n “th trrrst ttcks tht ccrrd n Sptmbr , .” n shrt, Cngrss nsstd tht thr b vdnc f tw pnts tht wr th cntrpc f Bsh’s rgmnt fr th wr. Bsh, n ssnc, gv Cngrss nl n prprtd fct t mt th rqrmnt f mkng cngrssnl dtrmntn. H ctd th nfrmtn ffrd b Scrtr f Stt Cln Pwll t th ntd Ntns. [Pwll hs snc pblcl cknwldgd tht hs prsnttn cntnd nccrt nfrmtn, whch dmgd hs ntrntnl rpttn bdl.] Bsh mrl rmndd Cngrss tht Pwll’s rprt “rvld trrrst trnng r n nrthstrn rq wth ts t rq ntllgnc nd ctvts f [l Qd] fflts n Bghdd.” Bsh ddd tht “pblc rprts ndct tht rq s crrntl hrbrng snr mmbrs f trrrst ntwrk ld b b Msb l-Zrqw, cls [l Qd] ssct,” nd tht n th pst rq hd “prvdd trnng n dcmnt frgr nd xplsvs t [l Qd].” H ffrd n gvrnmntl cnfrmtn f ths “pblc rprt.” gn…nt tryng t trn thngs pltcl, bt jst thnk t’s mprtnt tht mr ppl rlz ths.

  504. That’s really sad…my condolences to your family during this difficult time.
    Nt t dsgr wth nythng wrttn hr, bt frl strng rgmnt cld b md tht Bsh gt s nt th wr llgll: T vd hvng t rtrn t Cngrss fr mr dbt n rq, Bsh hd pshd fr nd rcvd thrt t lnch wr wtht frthr dvnc ntc t Cngrss. Nvr bfr hd Cngrss s trstd prsdnt wth ths thrt. Bt n grntng ths nprcdntd thrztn, Cngrss nsstd tht crtn cndtns b stblshd s xstng nd tht th prsdnt sbmt frml dtrmntn, ssrng th Cngrss tht, n fct, ths cndtns wr prsnt. Spcfcll (nd hr m smmrzng tchncl wrdng; th ctl lngg [s n sctn (b) () nd () f PL -]), Cngrss wntd frml dtrmntn sbmttd t t thr bfr sng frc r wthn frt-ght hrs f hvng dn s, sttng tht th prsdnt hd fnd tht () frthr dplmtc mns ln wld nt rslv th “cntnng thrt” (mnng WMD) nd () th mltr ctn ws prt f th vrll rspns t trrrsm, ncldng dlng wth ths nvlvd n “th trrrst ttcks tht ccrrd n Sptmbr , .” n shrt, Cngrss nsstd tht thr b vdnc f tw pnts tht wr th cntrpc f Bsh’s rgmnt fr th wr. Bsh, n ssnc, gv Cngrss nl n prprtd fct t mt th rqrmnt f mkng cngrssnl dtrmntn. H ctd th nfrmtn ffrd b Scrtr f Stt Cln Pwll t th ntd Ntns. [Pwll hs snc pblcl cknwldgd tht hs prsnttn cntnd nccrt nfrmtn, whch dmgd hs ntrntnl rpttn bdl.] Bsh mrl rmndd Cngrss tht Pwll’s rprt “rvld trrrst trnng r n nrthstrn rq wth ts t rq ntllgnc nd ctvts f [l Qd] fflts n Bghdd.” Bsh ddd tht “pblc rprts ndct tht rq s crrntl hrbrng snr mmbrs f trrrst ntwrk ld b b Msb l-Zrqw, cls [l Qd] ssct,” nd tht n th pst rq hd “prvdd trnng n dcmnt frgr nd xplsvs t [l Qd].” H ffrd n gvrnmntl cnfrmtn f ths “pblc rprt.” gn…nt tryng t trn thngs pltcl, bt jst thnk t’s mprtnt tht mr ppl rlz ths.

  505. Rest in peace, Andy…and thank you for what you gave us here. We often didn’t deserve the generosity and sincerity of your writing, and we certainly didn’t deserve your sacrifice.
    My condolences go out to Amanda and the Olmsted family.

  506. Rest in peace, Andy…and thank you for what you gave us here. We often didn’t deserve the generosity and sincerity of your writing, and we certainly didn’t deserve your sacrifice.
    My condolences go out to Amanda and the Olmsted family.

  507. Rest in peace, Andy…and thank you for what you gave us here. We often didn’t deserve the generosity and sincerity of your writing, and we certainly didn’t deserve your sacrifice.
    My condolences go out to Amanda and the Olmsted family.

  508. Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Andrew Olmsted active duty soldier, blogger, and writer for the Rocky Mountain News was killed in Diyala Province, Iraq. I didnt know Andrew personally, but I was familiar with his writing, and I feel like a hole has…

  509. Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Andrew Olmsted active duty soldier, blogger, and writer for the Rocky Mountain News was killed in Diyala Province, Iraq. I didnt know Andrew personally, but I was familiar with his writing, and I feel like a hole has…

  510. Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Andrew Olmsted active duty soldier, blogger, and writer for the Rocky Mountain News was killed in Diyala Province, Iraq. I didnt know Andrew personally, but I was familiar with his writing, and I feel like a hole has…

  520. I have never been to this site before today. Andy was my cousin and I was searching for information, comfort and I guess meaning. Thank you for posting his final blog.
    Andy was a great person and will be missed greatly.

  521. I have never been to this site before today. Andy was my cousin and I was searching for information, comfort and I guess meaning. Thank you for posting his final blog.
    Andy was a great person and will be missed greatly.

  522. I have never been to this site before today. Andy was my cousin and I was searching for information, comfort and I guess meaning. Thank you for posting his final blog.
    Andy was a great person and will be missed greatly.

  526. Oh, this is terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible.
    Obviously, we all understood that this might happen, but the odds of tragedy befalling any individual person in Iraq are slim enough that I really hoped it wouldn’t. What a good soul we have lost.
    What I’ll miss most about Andrew is that as much as this war has been discussed in terms of lies and spin since day one, I always knew Andrew was someone I could trust. His opinions were so unvarnished and agenda-free that if he said, “things are looking better,” I never for a second thought that he might be sugar-coating it or spreading propaganda. I don’t know who I will look to for an honest perspective from that part of the world now.
    Godspeed, Andrew, and thank you for everything.

  527. Oh, this is terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible.
    Obviously, we all understood that this might happen, but the odds of tragedy befalling any individual person in Iraq are slim enough that I really hoped it wouldn’t. What a good soul we have lost.
    What I’ll miss most about Andrew is that as much as this war has been discussed in terms of lies and spin since day one, I always knew Andrew was someone I could trust. His opinions were so unvarnished and agenda-free that if he said, “things are looking better,” I never for a second thought that he might be sugar-coating it or spreading propaganda. I don’t know who I will look to for an honest perspective from that part of the world now.
    Godspeed, Andrew, and thank you for everything.

  528. Oh, this is terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible.
    Obviously, we all understood that this might happen, but the odds of tragedy befalling any individual person in Iraq are slim enough that I really hoped it wouldn’t. What a good soul we have lost.
    What I’ll miss most about Andrew is that as much as this war has been discussed in terms of lies and spin since day one, I always knew Andrew was someone I could trust. His opinions were so unvarnished and agenda-free that if he said, “things are looking better,” I never for a second thought that he might be sugar-coating it or spreading propaganda. I don’t know who I will look to for an honest perspective from that part of the world now.
    Godspeed, Andrew, and thank you for everything.

  532. John, I really don’t think a wake – even an online one – is the time to say something like that. We’re mourning a person: let’s leave politics out of it. (And I agree with you, politically: but I’m damned if I want anyone making politics at the wake.)
    Gary: The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.

  533. John, I really don’t think a wake – even an online one – is the time to say something like that. We’re mourning a person: let’s leave politics out of it. (And I agree with you, politically: but I’m damned if I want anyone making politics at the wake.)
    Gary: The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.

  534. John, I really don’t think a wake – even an online one – is the time to say something like that. We’re mourning a person: let’s leave politics out of it. (And I agree with you, politically: but I’m damned if I want anyone making politics at the wake.)
    Gary: The thing I hate most about death is a very selfish thing: it’s the gap between my understanding of the fact that — suddenly, as a matter of minutes or hours — I can no longer pick up the phone, punch in some numbers, and expect to reach that person, either then and there, or within hours, and that if I send an email, where I might have expected an answer only minutes or hours ago, I no longer can — and the reality that this is so.
    Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.

  541. Every time I read something he wrote it reminded me of the person I want to be. Honest, forthright, humble, slow to judge and quick to empathize. Each time was a little reminder to pay attention to my words, actions, and thoughts, to try to bring them more closely into line with the virtues of a good person, as best I understand them. In this, G’Kar helped me to be a better person. That is the only way to make a better world – help each other to be better people. Visions of grand sweeping movements or sophisticated policies tied up with technological wizbangery are illusory. We make the world better one person at a time, striving to be better ourselves, helping others to be better people, and refraining from deliberately or accidentally placing obstacles in anyone’s path.
    Thank You, Major Olmsted.

  542. Every time I read something he wrote it reminded me of the person I want to be. Honest, forthright, humble, slow to judge and quick to empathize. Each time was a little reminder to pay attention to my words, actions, and thoughts, to try to bring them more closely into line with the virtues of a good person, as best I understand them. In this, G’Kar helped me to be a better person. That is the only way to make a better world – help each other to be better people. Visions of grand sweeping movements or sophisticated policies tied up with technological wizbangery are illusory. We make the world better one person at a time, striving to be better ourselves, helping others to be better people, and refraining from deliberately or accidentally placing obstacles in anyone’s path.
    Thank You, Major Olmsted.

  543. Every time I read something he wrote it reminded me of the person I want to be. Honest, forthright, humble, slow to judge and quick to empathize. Each time was a little reminder to pay attention to my words, actions, and thoughts, to try to bring them more closely into line with the virtues of a good person, as best I understand them. In this, G’Kar helped me to be a better person. That is the only way to make a better world – help each other to be better people. Visions of grand sweeping movements or sophisticated policies tied up with technological wizbangery are illusory. We make the world better one person at a time, striving to be better ourselves, helping others to be better people, and refraining from deliberately or accidentally placing obstacles in anyone’s path.
    Thank You, Major Olmsted.

  544. He is far too humble to have mentioned this about himself, but I’m under no such constraints:
    It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
    – George S. Patton
    Thank God for Major Olmstead and Captain Tom Casey. Better men than me, without whom this nation would be nothing.
    God bless and keep you close.

  545. He is far too humble to have mentioned this about himself, but I’m under no such constraints:
    It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
    – George S. Patton
    Thank God for Major Olmstead and Captain Tom Casey. Better men than me, without whom this nation would be nothing.
    God bless and keep you close.

  546. He is far too humble to have mentioned this about himself, but I’m under no such constraints:
    It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
    – George S. Patton
    Thank God for Major Olmstead and Captain Tom Casey. Better men than me, without whom this nation would be nothing.
    God bless and keep you close.

  547. I never knew the man, or even read his posts.
    This is my first time ever visiting this blog.
    However I honor the man Major Olmsted was, the service he rendered, and the sacrifice he made.
    My sincere condolences to his family and friends.
    I must express my surprise and dismay however that so many of the posters have been unable to respect his last wish that his death not be used for political reasons. Do you really think you honor this hero’s memory by attacking Pres. Bush and Vice President Cheney here?

  548. I never knew the man, or even read his posts.
    This is my first time ever visiting this blog.
    However I honor the man Major Olmsted was, the service he rendered, and the sacrifice he made.
    My sincere condolences to his family and friends.
    I must express my surprise and dismay however that so many of the posters have been unable to respect his last wish that his death not be used for political reasons. Do you really think you honor this hero’s memory by attacking Pres. Bush and Vice President Cheney here?

  549. I never knew the man, or even read his posts.
    This is my first time ever visiting this blog.
    However I honor the man Major Olmsted was, the service he rendered, and the sacrifice he made.
    My sincere condolences to his family and friends.
    I must express my surprise and dismay however that so many of the posters have been unable to respect his last wish that his death not be used for political reasons. Do you really think you honor this hero’s memory by attacking Pres. Bush and Vice President Cheney here?

  553. I don’t visit this blog much, I just happened to follow a link on Instapundit. My condolances to everyone that knew and loved Andrew Olmsted. I found his parting words very profound and meaningful.

  554. I don’t visit this blog much, I just happened to follow a link on Instapundit. My condolances to everyone that knew and loved Andrew Olmsted. I found his parting words very profound and meaningful.

  555. I don’t visit this blog much, I just happened to follow a link on Instapundit. My condolances to everyone that knew and loved Andrew Olmsted. I found his parting words very profound and meaningful.

  556. As I cry for him, may I offer my deepest condolences to his family and friends. I’m so very very sorry.
    While there are milbloggers, he will be well remembered and many a glass will be raised in his honor in the future.
    He has given all. Rest in Peace Andrew.

  557. As I cry for him, may I offer my deepest condolences to his family and friends. I’m so very very sorry.
    While there are milbloggers, he will be well remembered and many a glass will be raised in his honor in the future.
    He has given all. Rest in Peace Andrew.

  558. As I cry for him, may I offer my deepest condolences to his family and friends. I’m so very very sorry.
    While there are milbloggers, he will be well remembered and many a glass will be raised in his honor in the future.
    He has given all. Rest in Peace Andrew.

  559. “I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.)”
    Yes, I argued with him about this, as well. I kept trying to convince him that he was quite an articulate and clear writer. Never seemed to get very far.
    And tried to convince him that I wasn’t intending to disrespect his points when I, as is my wont, went off on trivial digressions inspired by something he wrote. I don’t think I ever convinced him I wasn’t just missing his points, but that’s something we’ll never straighten out now.
    What I’m glad is that we actually stopped speaking for most of a year, almost a couple of years ago, and we eventually got past that, after some discussion of certain frictional experiences between us, and were friends again thereafter.
    Andy had a temper, which he mostly but not entirely kept private. I guess I’m glad we were friends enough that he could take it out on me now and again, and then apologize, and we got past it.
    I know, though, that it will be a while before it’s all real to me, and not just an iteration of what I imagined, dreaded, feared, would happen.
    Every day I’ve worried about Andrew. I swear. I kept imagining this day.
    I have a bad knack for imagining nightmares that come true. Though this one just touches me glancingly, and doesn’t overwhelmingly change my life the way this will have changed Amanda’s.
    I have to say that I’m pretty much in a life sucks and then you die mode of looking at the world just now. I know it’s better out there for many, but I only know it abstractly, just now.
    Same old same old, and shutting up now.

  560. “I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.)”
    Yes, I argued with him about this, as well. I kept trying to convince him that he was quite an articulate and clear writer. Never seemed to get very far.
    And tried to convince him that I wasn’t intending to disrespect his points when I, as is my wont, went off on trivial digressions inspired by something he wrote. I don’t think I ever convinced him I wasn’t just missing his points, but that’s something we’ll never straighten out now.
    What I’m glad is that we actually stopped speaking for most of a year, almost a couple of years ago, and we eventually got past that, after some discussion of certain frictional experiences between us, and were friends again thereafter.
    Andy had a temper, which he mostly but not entirely kept private. I guess I’m glad we were friends enough that he could take it out on me now and again, and then apologize, and we got past it.
    I know, though, that it will be a while before it’s all real to me, and not just an iteration of what I imagined, dreaded, feared, would happen.
    Every day I’ve worried about Andrew. I swear. I kept imagining this day.
    I have a bad knack for imagining nightmares that come true. Though this one just touches me glancingly, and doesn’t overwhelmingly change my life the way this will have changed Amanda’s.
    I have to say that I’m pretty much in a life sucks and then you die mode of looking at the world just now. I know it’s better out there for many, but I only know it abstractly, just now.
    Same old same old, and shutting up now.

  561. “I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.)”
    Yes, I argued with him about this, as well. I kept trying to convince him that he was quite an articulate and clear writer. Never seemed to get very far.
    And tried to convince him that I wasn’t intending to disrespect his points when I, as is my wont, went off on trivial digressions inspired by something he wrote. I don’t think I ever convinced him I wasn’t just missing his points, but that’s something we’ll never straighten out now.
    What I’m glad is that we actually stopped speaking for most of a year, almost a couple of years ago, and we eventually got past that, after some discussion of certain frictional experiences between us, and were friends again thereafter.
    Andy had a temper, which he mostly but not entirely kept private. I guess I’m glad we were friends enough that he could take it out on me now and again, and then apologize, and we got past it.
    I know, though, that it will be a while before it’s all real to me, and not just an iteration of what I imagined, dreaded, feared, would happen.
    Every day I’ve worried about Andrew. I swear. I kept imagining this day.
    I have a bad knack for imagining nightmares that come true. Though this one just touches me glancingly, and doesn’t overwhelmingly change my life the way this will have changed Amanda’s.
    I have to say that I’m pretty much in a life sucks and then you die mode of looking at the world just now. I know it’s better out there for many, but I only know it abstractly, just now.
    Same old same old, and shutting up now.

  562. He doesn’t want anybody to make a point about the war with his death, so I won’t make a point about the war with his death. The case for peace doesn’t need any deaths, just an appreciation of life.
    I wish I’d read him more often. At least his thoughts will live on in the archives.
    And since he didn’t leave us a weepy note, I guess we should have an Irish wake instead of a funeral. Booze, jokes, and song all around!

  563. He doesn’t want anybody to make a point about the war with his death, so I won’t make a point about the war with his death. The case for peace doesn’t need any deaths, just an appreciation of life.
    I wish I’d read him more often. At least his thoughts will live on in the archives.
    And since he didn’t leave us a weepy note, I guess we should have an Irish wake instead of a funeral. Booze, jokes, and song all around!

  564. He doesn’t want anybody to make a point about the war with his death, so I won’t make a point about the war with his death. The case for peace doesn’t need any deaths, just an appreciation of life.
    I wish I’d read him more often. At least his thoughts will live on in the archives.
    And since he didn’t leave us a weepy note, I guess we should have an Irish wake instead of a funeral. Booze, jokes, and song all around!

  568. Unbelievably sad. Reminds me of a line in “Time Remaining”
    “Not so evermany, but one, so evermany times.”
    God rest his soul.

  569. Unbelievably sad. Reminds me of a line in “Time Remaining”
    “Not so evermany, but one, so evermany times.”
    God rest his soul.

  570. Unbelievably sad. Reminds me of a line in “Time Remaining”
    “Not so evermany, but one, so evermany times.”
    God rest his soul.

  571. It looks like Andrew was a major Babylon 5 fan.
    Just wanted to express my condolences to his family. He joined the armed forces knowing that he may have to make the ultimate sacrifice for his country. That is the definition of a hero and a patriot.

  572. It looks like Andrew was a major Babylon 5 fan.
    Just wanted to express my condolences to his family. He joined the armed forces knowing that he may have to make the ultimate sacrifice for his country. That is the definition of a hero and a patriot.

  573. It looks like Andrew was a major Babylon 5 fan.
    Just wanted to express my condolences to his family. He joined the armed forces knowing that he may have to make the ultimate sacrifice for his country. That is the definition of a hero and a patriot.

  574. “Again…not trying to turn things political…”
    Bullshit.
    A good man dies and you use the occasion of his death to ride your fucking hobby horse.
    Fuck you

  575. “Again…not trying to turn things political…”
    Bullshit.
    A good man dies and you use the occasion of his death to ride your fucking hobby horse.
    Fuck you

  576. “Again…not trying to turn things political…”
    Bullshit.
    A good man dies and you use the occasion of his death to ride your fucking hobby horse.
    Fuck you

  577. I just discovered this blog via a post at Blackfive – reading back though it, I missed a good one.
    Someone said that JMS should be “pinged” – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…

  578. I just discovered this blog via a post at Blackfive – reading back though it, I missed a good one.
    Someone said that JMS should be “pinged” – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…

  579. I just discovered this blog via a post at Blackfive – reading back though it, I missed a good one.
    Someone said that JMS should be “pinged” – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…

  580. Damn.
    If any of Andrew’s family are reading this, please know: that I was very proud to know him, even slightly. It is a bitter loss, even for those of us who only knew him online.

  581. Damn.
    If any of Andrew’s family are reading this, please know: that I was very proud to know him, even slightly. It is a bitter loss, even for those of us who only knew him online.

  582. Damn.
    If any of Andrew’s family are reading this, please know: that I was very proud to know him, even slightly. It is a bitter loss, even for those of us who only knew him online.

  583. You know, Hilzoy often gets it right. But what she said above, about what a shame it was that Andrew never truly realized how special he was, really, really gets it right. Well, we still know.

  584. You know, Hilzoy often gets it right. But what she said above, about what a shame it was that Andrew never truly realized how special he was, really, really gets it right. Well, we still know.

  585. You know, Hilzoy often gets it right. But what she said above, about what a shame it was that Andrew never truly realized how special he was, really, really gets it right. Well, we still know.

  586. Added to the list of things that Andrew would have gotten a kick out of – he got Glenn to comment at ObWi. 😉

  587. Added to the list of things that Andrew would have gotten a kick out of – he got Glenn to comment at ObWi. 😉

  588. Added to the list of things that Andrew would have gotten a kick out of – he got Glenn to comment at ObWi. 😉

  589. John:

    Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush [blahblahblah]
    […]
    Again…not trying to turn things political

    Fuck off and die now, please.
    Come back another time, when you’re not lying about “not trying to turn things political,” asshole.
    Meanwhile, your soul is rotten, and your penis should shrivel up and drop off, motherfucker.
    Oh, wait, it already has.
    There, that’s better.

  590. John:

    Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush [blahblahblah]
    […]
    Again…not trying to turn things political

    Fuck off and die now, please.
    Come back another time, when you’re not lying about “not trying to turn things political,” asshole.
    Meanwhile, your soul is rotten, and your penis should shrivel up and drop off, motherfucker.
    Oh, wait, it already has.
    There, that’s better.

  591. John:

    Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush [blahblahblah]
    […]
    Again…not trying to turn things political

    Fuck off and die now, please.
    Come back another time, when you’re not lying about “not trying to turn things political,” asshole.
    Meanwhile, your soul is rotten, and your penis should shrivel up and drop off, motherfucker.
    Oh, wait, it already has.
    There, that’s better.

  595. My condolences to his family. I’ve read some of his blogs, enough to know that he will be truly missed and that the loss of this man is the loss of one of our best.

  596. My condolences to his family. I’ve read some of his blogs, enough to know that he will be truly missed and that the loss of this man is the loss of one of our best.

  597. My condolences to his family. I’ve read some of his blogs, enough to know that he will be truly missed and that the loss of this man is the loss of one of our best.

  601. My first time visiting this blog. I hope in the days that follow that followup information is posted on how to help Major Olmsted’s family.
    War, no matter your politics, is ALWAYS tragic, and brings death and ruin to all. May we honor his words and think about it before rushing into war again.

  602. My first time visiting this blog. I hope in the days that follow that followup information is posted on how to help Major Olmsted’s family.
    War, no matter your politics, is ALWAYS tragic, and brings death and ruin to all. May we honor his words and think about it before rushing into war again.

  603. My first time visiting this blog. I hope in the days that follow that followup information is posted on how to help Major Olmsted’s family.
    War, no matter your politics, is ALWAYS tragic, and brings death and ruin to all. May we honor his words and think about it before rushing into war again.

  604. I didn’t know him. But I have an intense gratitude for him and all others who are willing to defend our country. It’s a job I am physically incapable of doing. I am glad there are those who can and do. The loss of any of them is a loss to us all.
    My condolences to his family. I am as sorry for your loss as I am grateful for his service.

  605. I didn’t know him. But I have an intense gratitude for him and all others who are willing to defend our country. It’s a job I am physically incapable of doing. I am glad there are those who can and do. The loss of any of them is a loss to us all.
    My condolences to his family. I am as sorry for your loss as I am grateful for his service.

  606. I didn’t know him. But I have an intense gratitude for him and all others who are willing to defend our country. It’s a job I am physically incapable of doing. I am glad there are those who can and do. The loss of any of them is a loss to us all.
    My condolences to his family. I am as sorry for your loss as I am grateful for his service.

  607. I didn’t know the man, but I was moved to tears by his posting. It’s a shame that the reaction of some is to curse God or insert the political against his wishes, or to try to bring undue attention to oneself. Obviously, Andy was a man of honor and courage and things besmirch that, sad to say.

  608. I didn’t know the man, but I was moved to tears by his posting. It’s a shame that the reaction of some is to curse God or insert the political against his wishes, or to try to bring undue attention to oneself. Obviously, Andy was a man of honor and courage and things besmirch that, sad to say.

  609. I didn’t know the man, but I was moved to tears by his posting. It’s a shame that the reaction of some is to curse God or insert the political against his wishes, or to try to bring undue attention to oneself. Obviously, Andy was a man of honor and courage and things besmirch that, sad to say.

  610. To all who responded today, I thank you for talking about my cousin Andy. He was the man you got to know here and one more thing, He loved his family tremendously. He and Amanda made evey family reunion here in Maine that they could, we will all miss him. So keep your comments coming, it will over time help us all remember him and laugh and cry and be thankful we knew him.

  611. To all who responded today, I thank you for talking about my cousin Andy. He was the man you got to know here and one more thing, He loved his family tremendously. He and Amanda made evey family reunion here in Maine that they could, we will all miss him. So keep your comments coming, it will over time help us all remember him and laugh and cry and be thankful we knew him.

  612. To all who responded today, I thank you for talking about my cousin Andy. He was the man you got to know here and one more thing, He loved his family tremendously. He and Amanda made evey family reunion here in Maine that they could, we will all miss him. So keep your comments coming, it will over time help us all remember him and laugh and cry and be thankful we knew him.

  613. It’s not every day that a blog post touches me beyond words.
    No idea what else to say, other than that I extend my condolences to everyone who knew this amazing man.

  614. It’s not every day that a blog post touches me beyond words.
    No idea what else to say, other than that I extend my condolences to everyone who knew this amazing man.

  615. It’s not every day that a blog post touches me beyond words.
    No idea what else to say, other than that I extend my condolences to everyone who knew this amazing man.

  619. I am trying to read every comment, but they are coming in faster than I can read. I wish Andy had known how many lives he touched. Thank you all for you good wishes.
    We are incredibly proud of our son and can’t believe he has left us.
    Andy’s Mom

  620. I am trying to read every comment, but they are coming in faster than I can read. I wish Andy had known how many lives he touched. Thank you all for you good wishes.
    We are incredibly proud of our son and can’t believe he has left us.
    Andy’s Mom

  621. I am trying to read every comment, but they are coming in faster than I can read. I wish Andy had known how many lives he touched. Thank you all for you good wishes.
    We are incredibly proud of our son and can’t believe he has left us.
    Andy’s Mom

  622. I have never read this fellow’s writings before, but given my stance on the war, and its warriors, I figured I would give it a read. I just don’t get it. Why write a blog for when you die, if you don’t plan on revealing anything? He refused to tell us what he was really about and that is the saddest thing of all. I guess those who are sad, knew him somehow, but reading this is not sad to me, except that he seemed to cop out by not telling us what he was about. What am I missing here?

  623. I have never read this fellow’s writings before, but given my stance on the war, and its warriors, I figured I would give it a read. I just don’t get it. Why write a blog for when you die, if you don’t plan on revealing anything? He refused to tell us what he was really about and that is the saddest thing of all. I guess those who are sad, knew him somehow, but reading this is not sad to me, except that he seemed to cop out by not telling us what he was about. What am I missing here?

  624. I have never read this fellow’s writings before, but given my stance on the war, and its warriors, I figured I would give it a read. I just don’t get it. Why write a blog for when you die, if you don’t plan on revealing anything? He refused to tell us what he was really about and that is the saddest thing of all. I guess those who are sad, knew him somehow, but reading this is not sad to me, except that he seemed to cop out by not telling us what he was about. What am I missing here?

  625. But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    That’s my experience of G’Kar as well. Two things I will do in his memory: Give Babylon 5 another chance, and donate to Fisher House. “Because members of the military and their families are stationed worldwide and must often travel great distances for specialized medical care, Fisher House™ Foundation donates “comfort homes,” built on the grounds of major military and VA medical centers.”
    I think this is a charity that G’Kar (aka Andrew) would have supported.

  626. But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    That’s my experience of G’Kar as well. Two things I will do in his memory: Give Babylon 5 another chance, and donate to Fisher House. “Because members of the military and their families are stationed worldwide and must often travel great distances for specialized medical care, Fisher House™ Foundation donates “comfort homes,” built on the grounds of major military and VA medical centers.”
    I think this is a charity that G’Kar (aka Andrew) would have supported.

  627. But even with the distance inherent in the blogosphere, I still feel I have lost someone who I’ve “known”; even if only as a (intelligent, articulate and honorable) voice on the Internet.
    That’s my experience of G’Kar as well. Two things I will do in his memory: Give Babylon 5 another chance, and donate to Fisher House. “Because members of the military and their families are stationed worldwide and must often travel great distances for specialized medical care, Fisher House™ Foundation donates “comfort homes,” built on the grounds of major military and VA medical centers.”
    I think this is a charity that G’Kar (aka Andrew) would have supported.

  631. “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    Thanks, Jes. I appreciate that.
    “Someone said that JMS should be ‘pinged’ – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…”
    Thanks for that. Andrew really loved JMS’s stuff, and really really loved B5. We talked about it quite a bit.
    I’ve had some arguments with JMS about this and that, mostly having to do with stuff about science fiction fandom that he didn’t quite understand although he thought he did, in years past in the last century; setting aside any criticism I’ve ever had of his work, I’ve also always very much enjoyed it, flaws and all, and I’m grateful for his characters, including Londo Mollari, and G’Kar, whom so many of us, including Andrew, found so rich and worthwhile.
    Hey, if JMS ever finds a place to mention a Major Olmsted in a future B5 work, I can’t imagine Andrew being more flattered and pleased.
    Meanwhile, G’Kar and Dr. Franklin explore the mysteries of Beyond The Rim of the galaxy.

  632. “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    Thanks, Jes. I appreciate that.
    “Someone said that JMS should be ‘pinged’ – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…”
    Thanks for that. Andrew really loved JMS’s stuff, and really really loved B5. We talked about it quite a bit.
    I’ve had some arguments with JMS about this and that, mostly having to do with stuff about science fiction fandom that he didn’t quite understand although he thought he did, in years past in the last century; setting aside any criticism I’ve ever had of his work, I’ve also always very much enjoyed it, flaws and all, and I’m grateful for his characters, including Londo Mollari, and G’Kar, whom so many of us, including Andrew, found so rich and worthwhile.
    Hey, if JMS ever finds a place to mention a Major Olmsted in a future B5 work, I can’t imagine Andrew being more flattered and pleased.
    Meanwhile, G’Kar and Dr. Franklin explore the mysteries of Beyond The Rim of the galaxy.

  633. “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    Thanks, Jes. I appreciate that.
    “Someone said that JMS should be ‘pinged’ – I sent out an email to what I believe is his email address, so…”
    Thanks for that. Andrew really loved JMS’s stuff, and really really loved B5. We talked about it quite a bit.
    I’ve had some arguments with JMS about this and that, mostly having to do with stuff about science fiction fandom that he didn’t quite understand although he thought he did, in years past in the last century; setting aside any criticism I’ve ever had of his work, I’ve also always very much enjoyed it, flaws and all, and I’m grateful for his characters, including Londo Mollari, and G’Kar, whom so many of us, including Andrew, found so rich and worthwhile.
    Hey, if JMS ever finds a place to mention a Major Olmsted in a future B5 work, I can’t imagine Andrew being more flattered and pleased.
    Meanwhile, G’Kar and Dr. Franklin explore the mysteries of Beyond The Rim of the galaxy.

  640. It’s clear he lived an intense life, which too few of us do. Yes, this is the wrong universe for fair — but how crushingly unfair it is that he couldn’t enjoy life much, much longer.

  641. It’s clear he lived an intense life, which too few of us do. Yes, this is the wrong universe for fair — but how crushingly unfair it is that he couldn’t enjoy life much, much longer.

  642. It’s clear he lived an intense life, which too few of us do. Yes, this is the wrong universe for fair — but how crushingly unfair it is that he couldn’t enjoy life much, much longer.

  646. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

  647. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

  648. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

  649. I don’t think it’s overly “political” to quote the words Fred Hillerman added to Woody Guthrie’s The Ballad of the Reuben James: “The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die”.

  650. I don’t think it’s overly “political” to quote the words Fred Hillerman added to Woody Guthrie’s The Ballad of the Reuben James: “The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die”.

  651. I don’t think it’s overly “political” to quote the words Fred Hillerman added to Woody Guthrie’s The Ballad of the Reuben James: “The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die”.

  658. I am recently divorced, my industry went to hell and am losing my house and must file BK. For the last couple of months I have felt so sorry for myself, not anymore. I did not know this man, but I wish I would have. I am done feeling sorry for myself, I am alive and have people that love me and I cant believe I havent realized that that is enough.
    Andy, please accept my apologies for my selfishness in life and I will do my best to live up to your standards as best I can.
    Blueskyes

  659. I am recently divorced, my industry went to hell and am losing my house and must file BK. For the last couple of months I have felt so sorry for myself, not anymore. I did not know this man, but I wish I would have. I am done feeling sorry for myself, I am alive and have people that love me and I cant believe I havent realized that that is enough.
    Andy, please accept my apologies for my selfishness in life and I will do my best to live up to your standards as best I can.
    Blueskyes

  660. I am recently divorced, my industry went to hell and am losing my house and must file BK. For the last couple of months I have felt so sorry for myself, not anymore. I did not know this man, but I wish I would have. I am done feeling sorry for myself, I am alive and have people that love me and I cant believe I havent realized that that is enough.
    Andy, please accept my apologies for my selfishness in life and I will do my best to live up to your standards as best I can.
    Blueskyes

  664. I am updating, above, to say: anyone who takes this of all occasions to go on a political rant — left or right, up or down any kind at all — will have their comment deleted. The ones above, I will simply disemvowel.
    I’m sorry. I normally try to be easy-going. I can’t manage that now.

  665. I am updating, above, to say: anyone who takes this of all occasions to go on a political rant — left or right, up or down any kind at all — will have their comment deleted. The ones above, I will simply disemvowel.
    I’m sorry. I normally try to be easy-going. I can’t manage that now.

  666. I am updating, above, to say: anyone who takes this of all occasions to go on a political rant — left or right, up or down any kind at all — will have their comment deleted. The ones above, I will simply disemvowel.
    I’m sorry. I normally try to be easy-going. I can’t manage that now.

  667. I didn’t know Major Olmstead or his family, but I have read a few of his posts. His voice will be missed. My condolences to his family and to those who knew him better.

  668. I didn’t know Major Olmstead or his family, but I have read a few of his posts. His voice will be missed. My condolences to his family and to those who knew him better.

  669. I didn’t know Major Olmstead or his family, but I have read a few of his posts. His voice will be missed. My condolences to his family and to those who knew him better.

  673. don’t get it? –
    I haven’t read everything that he wrote or followed every disagreement he had with his friend, Gary Farber, but, as with this final post, he does not act as if there is a point. Life is. Andy lived it the way he best knew how to do. Many who knew him or just read his work learned from him. We can take from him what he left us. Each of us will take different things.
    Why do you think there should be a revelation? Why would someone who knew wait until he was dead?

  674. don’t get it? –
    I haven’t read everything that he wrote or followed every disagreement he had with his friend, Gary Farber, but, as with this final post, he does not act as if there is a point. Life is. Andy lived it the way he best knew how to do. Many who knew him or just read his work learned from him. We can take from him what he left us. Each of us will take different things.
    Why do you think there should be a revelation? Why would someone who knew wait until he was dead?

  675. don’t get it? –
    I haven’t read everything that he wrote or followed every disagreement he had with his friend, Gary Farber, but, as with this final post, he does not act as if there is a point. Life is. Andy lived it the way he best knew how to do. Many who knew him or just read his work learned from him. We can take from him what he left us. Each of us will take different things.
    Why do you think there should be a revelation? Why would someone who knew wait until he was dead?

  676. “What am I missing here?”
    That people are mourning someone you didn’t know, and who didn’t write a piece intended to get you to know him upon his death.
    That pretty much applies to everyone in the world who died in the past week. You may or may not “get” that people are mourning many of them, despite your lack of personal contact and knowledge of them. HTH. I don’t suggest wandering around graveyards or funeral homes, asking what all the fuss is about, but, hey, maybe that’s your thing.
    And, who knows, maybe if you keep asking, you’ll find out.
    Or get a punch in the nose. Hard to know.

  677. “What am I missing here?”
    That people are mourning someone you didn’t know, and who didn’t write a piece intended to get you to know him upon his death.
    That pretty much applies to everyone in the world who died in the past week. You may or may not “get” that people are mourning many of them, despite your lack of personal contact and knowledge of them. HTH. I don’t suggest wandering around graveyards or funeral homes, asking what all the fuss is about, but, hey, maybe that’s your thing.
    And, who knows, maybe if you keep asking, you’ll find out.
    Or get a punch in the nose. Hard to know.

  678. “What am I missing here?”
    That people are mourning someone you didn’t know, and who didn’t write a piece intended to get you to know him upon his death.
    That pretty much applies to everyone in the world who died in the past week. You may or may not “get” that people are mourning many of them, despite your lack of personal contact and knowledge of them. HTH. I don’t suggest wandering around graveyards or funeral homes, asking what all the fuss is about, but, hey, maybe that’s your thing.
    And, who knows, maybe if you keep asking, you’ll find out.
    Or get a punch in the nose. Hard to know.

  679. HEARTBREAKING POST:

    Andrew Olmsted, who blogged at Obsidian Wings, was killed yesterday in Iraq, where he was serving in the military. Months ago he composed a post to be published in case he died. It’s

  680. HEARTBREAKING POST:

    Andrew Olmsted, who blogged at Obsidian Wings, was killed yesterday in Iraq, where he was serving in the military. Months ago he composed a post to be published in case he died. It’s

  681. HEARTBREAKING POST:

    Andrew Olmsted, who blogged at Obsidian Wings, was killed yesterday in Iraq, where he was serving in the military. Months ago he composed a post to be published in case he died. It’s

  691. Jes: “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    I’m entirely happy to agree with you.
    Newcomers: Please respect Andrew’s wishes (at least read his wishes before you spout off) and realize that his family is reading this. Otherwise, get lost…
    I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Godspeed Andrew. I will raise a glass in your honor.

  692. Jes: “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    I’m entirely happy to agree with you.
    Newcomers: Please respect Andrew’s wishes (at least read his wishes before you spout off) and realize that his family is reading this. Otherwise, get lost…
    I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Godspeed Andrew. I will raise a glass in your honor.

  693. Jes: “Yeah, that’s exactly it. And jesus fuck it hurts.”
    I’m entirely happy to agree with you.
    Newcomers: Please respect Andrew’s wishes (at least read his wishes before you spout off) and realize that his family is reading this. Otherwise, get lost…
    I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Godspeed Andrew. I will raise a glass in your honor.

  694. It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.
    Andy’s good-bye post is incredible. I’m in awe at his thoughtfulness in writing something for us bloggers.
    My deepest condolences to Major Olmsted’s family and friends, his army buddies and his blogging community.

  695. It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.
    Andy’s good-bye post is incredible. I’m in awe at his thoughtfulness in writing something for us bloggers.
    My deepest condolences to Major Olmsted’s family and friends, his army buddies and his blogging community.

  696. It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.
    Andy’s good-bye post is incredible. I’m in awe at his thoughtfulness in writing something for us bloggers.
    My deepest condolences to Major Olmsted’s family and friends, his army buddies and his blogging community.

  703. “Delenn: The third principle of sentient life is the capacity for self-sacrifice, the conscious ability to override evolution and self-preservation for a cause, a friend, a loved one.”
    It is only thus after the end that I will know your words, for there are so many out there that I hadn’t noticed them before… That is not such a bad thing perhaps, your words will endure. Memories of lives you have touched will endure. Hopefully you have gone to the afterlife of your choice and could care less what I think. I wish for strength for those who are left behind, though.
    Have a beer with the dancing girls of heaven for me. Anyone willing to use B5 references in his own last letter, is OK by me…

  704. “Delenn: The third principle of sentient life is the capacity for self-sacrifice, the conscious ability to override evolution and self-preservation for a cause, a friend, a loved one.”
    It is only thus after the end that I will know your words, for there are so many out there that I hadn’t noticed them before… That is not such a bad thing perhaps, your words will endure. Memories of lives you have touched will endure. Hopefully you have gone to the afterlife of your choice and could care less what I think. I wish for strength for those who are left behind, though.
    Have a beer with the dancing girls of heaven for me. Anyone willing to use B5 references in his own last letter, is OK by me…

  705. “Delenn: The third principle of sentient life is the capacity for self-sacrifice, the conscious ability to override evolution and self-preservation for a cause, a friend, a loved one.”
    It is only thus after the end that I will know your words, for there are so many out there that I hadn’t noticed them before… That is not such a bad thing perhaps, your words will endure. Memories of lives you have touched will endure. Hopefully you have gone to the afterlife of your choice and could care less what I think. I wish for strength for those who are left behind, though.
    Have a beer with the dancing girls of heaven for me. Anyone willing to use B5 references in his own last letter, is OK by me…

  706. My condolences to his family as well–and thanks to his parents for helping make him such a good man. I’ll miss his writing and I can’t tell you how much I wish I had known him better.

  707. My condolences to his family as well–and thanks to his parents for helping make him such a good man. I’ll miss his writing and I can’t tell you how much I wish I had known him better.

  708. My condolences to his family as well–and thanks to his parents for helping make him such a good man. I’ll miss his writing and I can’t tell you how much I wish I had known him better.

  709. my most heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.
    it’s at such times as this that i hope there is a valhalla where warriors might drink deeply together, laughing about the time they fought on the battlefield as enemies. may it be so. [i mean warriors in every sense, not just the weapons-carrying kind.]
    On Being Asked for a War Poem
    William Butler Yeats (1928)
    I think it better that in times like these
    A poet’s mouth be silent, for in truth
    We have no gift to set a statesman right;
    He has had enough of meddling who can please
    A young girl in the indolence of her youth,
    Or an old man upon a winter’s night.

  710. my most heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.
    it’s at such times as this that i hope there is a valhalla where warriors might drink deeply together, laughing about the time they fought on the battlefield as enemies. may it be so. [i mean warriors in every sense, not just the weapons-carrying kind.]
    On Being Asked for a War Poem
    William Butler Yeats (1928)
    I think it better that in times like these
    A poet’s mouth be silent, for in truth
    We have no gift to set a statesman right;
    He has had enough of meddling who can please
    A young girl in the indolence of her youth,
    Or an old man upon a winter’s night.

  711. my most heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.
    it’s at such times as this that i hope there is a valhalla where warriors might drink deeply together, laughing about the time they fought on the battlefield as enemies. may it be so. [i mean warriors in every sense, not just the weapons-carrying kind.]
    On Being Asked for a War Poem
    William Butler Yeats (1928)
    I think it better that in times like these
    A poet’s mouth be silent, for in truth
    We have no gift to set a statesman right;
    He has had enough of meddling who can please
    A young girl in the indolence of her youth,
    Or an old man upon a winter’s night.

  712. Hilzoy, Sebastian, et al: I know you folks seldom delete posts, but would you please police this thread and nuke a few? I would like Andrew’s memorial to comply with his wishes, just as I would for anyone else’s memorial, and I suspect I’m not alone in that. I’ve no doubt that Andrew’s life, choices, and death will feature in future arguments about Iraq, but they shouldn’t here.

  713. Hilzoy, Sebastian, et al: I know you folks seldom delete posts, but would you please police this thread and nuke a few? I would like Andrew’s memorial to comply with his wishes, just as I would for anyone else’s memorial, and I suspect I’m not alone in that. I’ve no doubt that Andrew’s life, choices, and death will feature in future arguments about Iraq, but they shouldn’t here.

  714. Hilzoy, Sebastian, et al: I know you folks seldom delete posts, but would you please police this thread and nuke a few? I would like Andrew’s memorial to comply with his wishes, just as I would for anyone else’s memorial, and I suspect I’m not alone in that. I’ve no doubt that Andrew’s life, choices, and death will feature in future arguments about Iraq, but they shouldn’t here.

  715. *De-lurk*
    I’ve never interacted with him in any way other than reading his work, but he was a good writer, and he seemed like a person of unusual quality as well.
    If there’s anything we can do to support his family, not just now but in three months or three years or whatever, please let us know.
    *Re-lurk*

  716. *De-lurk*
    I’ve never interacted with him in any way other than reading his work, but he was a good writer, and he seemed like a person of unusual quality as well.
    If there’s anything we can do to support his family, not just now but in three months or three years or whatever, please let us know.
    *Re-lurk*

  717. *De-lurk*
    I’ve never interacted with him in any way other than reading his work, but he was a good writer, and he seemed like a person of unusual quality as well.
    If there’s anything we can do to support his family, not just now but in three months or three years or whatever, please let us know.
    *Re-lurk*

  718. “It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.”
    In person we still largely know someone via their words.
    In writing, we know someone via their words.
    It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.

  719. “It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.”
    In person we still largely know someone via their words.
    In writing, we know someone via their words.
    It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.

  720. “It’s amazing how close we can feel to people we’ve never met in person, people we’ve come to know through bits and bytes on a computer screen. Their loss is no less painful.”
    In person we still largely know someone via their words.
    In writing, we know someone via their words.
    It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.

  721. Here from Digby. I had never heard of Mr. Olmsted before. I consider that fact my loss after reading this eloquent statement.
    I’m crying at my desk too.
    May he and his find light and comfort.

  722. Here from Digby. I had never heard of Mr. Olmsted before. I consider that fact my loss after reading this eloquent statement.
    I’m crying at my desk too.
    May he and his find light and comfort.

  723. Here from Digby. I had never heard of Mr. Olmsted before. I consider that fact my loss after reading this eloquent statement.
    I’m crying at my desk too.
    May he and his find light and comfort.

  724. As Gahrie just stated, this is my first visit.
    But leaving the politics out of it, I must say that it hurts to read this and it should. Our freedom is paid by men (and women) just like Major Olmsted. He feels no pain now, and I truly believe he is in Paradise now, for he laid his life down for his fellow man – and there is no greater love than that!

  725. As Gahrie just stated, this is my first visit.
    But leaving the politics out of it, I must say that it hurts to read this and it should. Our freedom is paid by men (and women) just like Major Olmsted. He feels no pain now, and I truly believe he is in Paradise now, for he laid his life down for his fellow man – and there is no greater love than that!

  726. As Gahrie just stated, this is my first visit.
    But leaving the politics out of it, I must say that it hurts to read this and it should. Our freedom is paid by men (and women) just like Major Olmsted. He feels no pain now, and I truly believe he is in Paradise now, for he laid his life down for his fellow man – and there is no greater love than that!

  730. Fighting back tears in an airport terminal… Don’t know why, but this song popped into my head earlier today. Pardon the religious nature, I just think it’s a beautiful song.
    ***
    Death is an angel sent down from above
    sent for the buds and the flowers we love
    Truly ’tis so for in heaven’s own way
    each soul is a flower in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Loved ones are passing each day and each hour
    passing away as the life of a flower
    But every bud and each blossom some day
    Will bloom as the flowers in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Let us be faithful till life’s work is done blooming with love
    till the reaper shall come
    Then we’ll be gathered together for age
    Transplanted to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet

  731. Fighting back tears in an airport terminal… Don’t know why, but this song popped into my head earlier today. Pardon the religious nature, I just think it’s a beautiful song.
    ***
    Death is an angel sent down from above
    sent for the buds and the flowers we love
    Truly ’tis so for in heaven’s own way
    each soul is a flower in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Loved ones are passing each day and each hour
    passing away as the life of a flower
    But every bud and each blossom some day
    Will bloom as the flowers in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Let us be faithful till life’s work is done blooming with love
    till the reaper shall come
    Then we’ll be gathered together for age
    Transplanted to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet

  732. Fighting back tears in an airport terminal… Don’t know why, but this song popped into my head earlier today. Pardon the religious nature, I just think it’s a beautiful song.
    ***
    Death is an angel sent down from above
    sent for the buds and the flowers we love
    Truly ’tis so for in heaven’s own way
    each soul is a flower in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Loved ones are passing each day and each hour
    passing away as the life of a flower
    But every bud and each blossom some day
    Will bloom as the flowers in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Let us be faithful till life’s work is done blooming with love
    till the reaper shall come
    Then we’ll be gathered together for age
    Transplanted to bloom in the Master’s bouquet
    Gathering flowers for the Master’s bouquet
    beautiful flowers that will never decay
    Gathered by angels and carried away
    forever to bloom in the Master’s bouquet

  733. Don’t know anything about Maj. Andy at all. I skimmed most of the comments and still haven’t determined his political POV–and don’t care to just yet.
    But I came away with one observation to share re:
    Farber’s and Andy’s mutual respect despite the barbs they exchanged. And that’s this… perhaps all of our modern political vitriol which (as Andy mentions tends to “bludgeon” and “silence” the opponents) so cheapens both sides, would be tempered if each side at least considered the thought of eulogizing the other.
    Personally I hope it does play just a little bit… but only as a morality lesson.

  734. Don’t know anything about Maj. Andy at all. I skimmed most of the comments and still haven’t determined his political POV–and don’t care to just yet.
    But I came away with one observation to share re:
    Farber’s and Andy’s mutual respect despite the barbs they exchanged. And that’s this… perhaps all of our modern political vitriol which (as Andy mentions tends to “bludgeon” and “silence” the opponents) so cheapens both sides, would be tempered if each side at least considered the thought of eulogizing the other.
    Personally I hope it does play just a little bit… but only as a morality lesson.

  735. Don’t know anything about Maj. Andy at all. I skimmed most of the comments and still haven’t determined his political POV–and don’t care to just yet.
    But I came away with one observation to share re:
    Farber’s and Andy’s mutual respect despite the barbs they exchanged. And that’s this… perhaps all of our modern political vitriol which (as Andy mentions tends to “bludgeon” and “silence” the opponents) so cheapens both sides, would be tempered if each side at least considered the thought of eulogizing the other.
    Personally I hope it does play just a little bit… but only as a morality lesson.

  736. fwiw, I agree with Bruce. This being a sort of online wake, we can’t literally throw people who are really misbehaving out the door. But it would be nice to.
    Along that wake theme: weeping always gives me a nasty headache. In a small way, I imagine Andrew would have been amused to know he’s already given me a hangover and I haven’t even had a chance to drink something in his honor.

  737. fwiw, I agree with Bruce. This being a sort of online wake, we can’t literally throw people who are really misbehaving out the door. But it would be nice to.
    Along that wake theme: weeping always gives me a nasty headache. In a small way, I imagine Andrew would have been amused to know he’s already given me a hangover and I haven’t even had a chance to drink something in his honor.

  738. fwiw, I agree with Bruce. This being a sort of online wake, we can’t literally throw people who are really misbehaving out the door. But it would be nice to.
    Along that wake theme: weeping always gives me a nasty headache. In a small way, I imagine Andrew would have been amused to know he’s already given me a hangover and I haven’t even had a chance to drink something in his honor.

  739. Gdim: Yes, exactly. Andrew and Gary demonstrated what civility and mutual respect are all about, neither in the slightest compromising his sense of the truth, but proceeding with the combination of confidence and humility that leads to actually improved understanding.

  740. Gdim: Yes, exactly. Andrew and Gary demonstrated what civility and mutual respect are all about, neither in the slightest compromising his sense of the truth, but proceeding with the combination of confidence and humility that leads to actually improved understanding.

  741. Gdim: Yes, exactly. Andrew and Gary demonstrated what civility and mutual respect are all about, neither in the slightest compromising his sense of the truth, but proceeding with the combination of confidence and humility that leads to actually improved understanding.

  742. Oh God…just a lurker here, but I very much enjoyed Andrew’s posts the last few years, initially attracted by the B5 references. Read a bit of All Alone in the Night just to get more of his POV. I send him a B5 good-bye when he went overseas.
    G’kar: “You see … I … I believe that when we leave a place part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go any where in this station when it is quiet and just listen. After a while you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me is going, very much miss the part of you that is staying.”
    Sheridan: “You take care of yourself out there old friend. Maybe we will meet up again down the road a ways.”
    G’kar: “Maybe so.”
    I hope to God there is an afterlife. I’d love to meet up with him. My sympathies to his family and friends.

  743. Oh God…just a lurker here, but I very much enjoyed Andrew’s posts the last few years, initially attracted by the B5 references. Read a bit of All Alone in the Night just to get more of his POV. I send him a B5 good-bye when he went overseas.
    G’kar: “You see … I … I believe that when we leave a place part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go any where in this station when it is quiet and just listen. After a while you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me is going, very much miss the part of you that is staying.”
    Sheridan: “You take care of yourself out there old friend. Maybe we will meet up again down the road a ways.”
    G’kar: “Maybe so.”
    I hope to God there is an afterlife. I’d love to meet up with him. My sympathies to his family and friends.

  744. Oh God…just a lurker here, but I very much enjoyed Andrew’s posts the last few years, initially attracted by the B5 references. Read a bit of All Alone in the Night just to get more of his POV. I send him a B5 good-bye when he went overseas.
    G’kar: “You see … I … I believe that when we leave a place part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go any where in this station when it is quiet and just listen. After a while you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me is going, very much miss the part of you that is staying.”
    Sheridan: “You take care of yourself out there old friend. Maybe we will meet up again down the road a ways.”
    G’kar: “Maybe so.”
    I hope to God there is an afterlife. I’d love to meet up with him. My sympathies to his family and friends.

  745. Noah Schactman writes about Andrew here, quoting and linking to this post.
    “We’re sorry, your comment has not been published because TypePad’s antispam filter has flagged it as potential comment spam. It has been held for review by the blog’s author.”
    Crap.

  746. Noah Schactman writes about Andrew here, quoting and linking to this post.
    “We’re sorry, your comment has not been published because TypePad’s antispam filter has flagged it as potential comment spam. It has been held for review by the blog’s author.”
    Crap.

  747. Noah Schactman writes about Andrew here, quoting and linking to this post.
    “We’re sorry, your comment has not been published because TypePad’s antispam filter has flagged it as potential comment spam. It has been held for review by the blog’s author.”
    Crap.

  751. It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.
    As one of those “relatively new the experience,” I find that somehow comforting. Also to see how many others note their surprise (if that’s the word) at their feelings comforts me. It’s good to know we can have so much in common and be so connected. I’m also glad to know there are so many lurkers, since I consider myself to be half a lurker, commenting far less than reading. I think part of my half-lurking has much to do with a sentiment similar to Andrew’s:
    When I was young, I was smart, but the older I got, the more I realized just how dumb I was in comparison to truly smart people.
    If I get any dumber…

  752. It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.
    As one of those “relatively new the experience,” I find that somehow comforting. Also to see how many others note their surprise (if that’s the word) at their feelings comforts me. It’s good to know we can have so much in common and be so connected. I’m also glad to know there are so many lurkers, since I consider myself to be half a lurker, commenting far less than reading. I think part of my half-lurking has much to do with a sentiment similar to Andrew’s:
    When I was young, I was smart, but the older I got, the more I realized just how dumb I was in comparison to truly smart people.
    If I get any dumber…

  753. It’s far less of a distinction than most people relatively new to the experience (not having spent decades making and meeting friends and lovers via writing) tend to think.
    As one of those “relatively new the experience,” I find that somehow comforting. Also to see how many others note their surprise (if that’s the word) at their feelings comforts me. It’s good to know we can have so much in common and be so connected. I’m also glad to know there are so many lurkers, since I consider myself to be half a lurker, commenting far less than reading. I think part of my half-lurking has much to do with a sentiment similar to Andrew’s:
    When I was young, I was smart, but the older I got, the more I realized just how dumb I was in comparison to truly smart people.
    If I get any dumber…

  763. Requiescat in pace.
    I can’t really think of anything sensible to say, other than a string of cursing, which might be amusing but isn’t appropriate. I’m going to be missing your words for a long time.
    Semper Fi.

  764. Requiescat in pace.
    I can’t really think of anything sensible to say, other than a string of cursing, which might be amusing but isn’t appropriate. I’m going to be missing your words for a long time.
    Semper Fi.

  765. Requiescat in pace.
    I can’t really think of anything sensible to say, other than a string of cursing, which might be amusing but isn’t appropriate. I’m going to be missing your words for a long time.
    Semper Fi.

  772. I feel a little like a stranger wandering into the wrong wake. I’ve only rarely been on OW, didn’t know Andy at all. Still his post, and especially the comments that came after, touched me deeply.
    I am another who knows no one in the military, so that the war to me was an abstract matter of endless blog debates. But it doesn’t take much to make it real, to turn a statistic into a real human being. A soldier with a dry wit who, like me, was a sci-fi geek. The minute it’s a person, you feel the loss.
    My condolences to all those who really did know him.
    “How did he put it… something like… [impression of Data] As I experience certain sensory input patterns my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The inputs eventually are anticipated and even ‘missed’ when absent.” — Troi, to Riker, re: Data’s definition of friendship (Time’s Arrow, Part 1)

  773. I feel a little like a stranger wandering into the wrong wake. I’ve only rarely been on OW, didn’t know Andy at all. Still his post, and especially the comments that came after, touched me deeply.
    I am another who knows no one in the military, so that the war to me was an abstract matter of endless blog debates. But it doesn’t take much to make it real, to turn a statistic into a real human being. A soldier with a dry wit who, like me, was a sci-fi geek. The minute it’s a person, you feel the loss.
    My condolences to all those who really did know him.
    “How did he put it… something like… [impression of Data] As I experience certain sensory input patterns my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The inputs eventually are anticipated and even ‘missed’ when absent.” — Troi, to Riker, re: Data’s definition of friendship (Time’s Arrow, Part 1)

  774. I feel a little like a stranger wandering into the wrong wake. I’ve only rarely been on OW, didn’t know Andy at all. Still his post, and especially the comments that came after, touched me deeply.
    I am another who knows no one in the military, so that the war to me was an abstract matter of endless blog debates. But it doesn’t take much to make it real, to turn a statistic into a real human being. A soldier with a dry wit who, like me, was a sci-fi geek. The minute it’s a person, you feel the loss.
    My condolences to all those who really did know him.
    “How did he put it… something like… [impression of Data] As I experience certain sensory input patterns my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The inputs eventually are anticipated and even ‘missed’ when absent.” — Troi, to Riker, re: Data’s definition of friendship (Time’s Arrow, Part 1)

  778. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    I’m sorry beyond words, and grateful beyond anything rational for this last post. Thanks, Hilz.

  779. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    I’m sorry beyond words, and grateful beyond anything rational for this last post. Thanks, Hilz.

  780. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    I’m sorry beyond words, and grateful beyond anything rational for this last post. Thanks, Hilz.

  781. I agree with Gary (Posted 04:54 PM). I worked with Andy for two years, and one of the many things I really liked about him was his dry and sarcastic humor.
    He would undoubtedly laugh at being “first of the year”.
    Thanks Gary for making me laugh. It’s the first laugh I’ve had in about 24 hours.

  782. I agree with Gary (Posted 04:54 PM). I worked with Andy for two years, and one of the many things I really liked about him was his dry and sarcastic humor.
    He would undoubtedly laugh at being “first of the year”.
    Thanks Gary for making me laugh. It’s the first laugh I’ve had in about 24 hours.

  783. I agree with Gary (Posted 04:54 PM). I worked with Andy for two years, and one of the many things I really liked about him was his dry and sarcastic humor.
    He would undoubtedly laugh at being “first of the year”.
    Thanks Gary for making me laugh. It’s the first laugh I’ve had in about 24 hours.

  784. Thank you Andy for your willingness and enthusiasm to serve. May God comfort your family and friends. I can’t even imagine how they feel right now. I’m including a link to the CNN page that has the soldiers that have fallen before you, and will likely add many more after. http://tinyurl.com/grm4

  785. Thank you Andy for your willingness and enthusiasm to serve. May God comfort your family and friends. I can’t even imagine how they feel right now. I’m including a link to the CNN page that has the soldiers that have fallen before you, and will likely add many more after. http://tinyurl.com/grm4

  786. Thank you Andy for your willingness and enthusiasm to serve. May God comfort your family and friends. I can’t even imagine how they feel right now. I’m including a link to the CNN page that has the soldiers that have fallen before you, and will likely add many more after. http://tinyurl.com/grm4

  787. Although I read Obsidian Wings from time to time, I had no real idea of who Andy was and what he was doing in life. My heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.

  788. Although I read Obsidian Wings from time to time, I had no real idea of who Andy was and what he was doing in life. My heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.

  789. Although I read Obsidian Wings from time to time, I had no real idea of who Andy was and what he was doing in life. My heartfelt condolences to his family and friends.

  796. I had to leave work, I just couldn’t do it today. Strange that with 3,000 or so killed I should know three. But the other two were acquaintances. Andrew was a friend. I have lots to write, but not just yet.
    Damn.

  797. I had to leave work, I just couldn’t do it today. Strange that with 3,000 or so killed I should know three. But the other two were acquaintances. Andrew was a friend. I have lots to write, but not just yet.
    Damn.

  798. I had to leave work, I just couldn’t do it today. Strange that with 3,000 or so killed I should know three. But the other two were acquaintances. Andrew was a friend. I have lots to write, but not just yet.
    Damn.

  799. What utterly crappy news. Andrew’s work here, which is all I knew him by, set a standard for honesty, thoughtfulness, and candor. He was a gentleman. He’ll be missed.

  800. What utterly crappy news. Andrew’s work here, which is all I knew him by, set a standard for honesty, thoughtfulness, and candor. He was a gentleman. He’ll be missed.

  801. What utterly crappy news. Andrew’s work here, which is all I knew him by, set a standard for honesty, thoughtfulness, and candor. He was a gentleman. He’ll be missed.

  811. What a horrible tragedy. To the family and friends of Andy, please accept my deepest sympathies. As somoene who lost a dear friend in Afghanistan this August, take pride in his courage and goodness. And I thank him from the bottom of my heart for his service.

  812. What a horrible tragedy. To the family and friends of Andy, please accept my deepest sympathies. As somoene who lost a dear friend in Afghanistan this August, take pride in his courage and goodness. And I thank him from the bottom of my heart for his service.

  813. What a horrible tragedy. To the family and friends of Andy, please accept my deepest sympathies. As somoene who lost a dear friend in Afghanistan this August, take pride in his courage and goodness. And I thank him from the bottom of my heart for his service.

  814. I have only read G’Kar posts recently, but as a B5 fan, his tag caught my eye. And though I didn’t really know him, my eyes are now wet at the loss. My deepest condolences to his family and friends, on-line and off. I’ll be looking for what I can contribute in the memory of a man who did exemplify the nobility of his chosen nom-du-blogger.

  815. I have only read G’Kar posts recently, but as a B5 fan, his tag caught my eye. And though I didn’t really know him, my eyes are now wet at the loss. My deepest condolences to his family and friends, on-line and off. I’ll be looking for what I can contribute in the memory of a man who did exemplify the nobility of his chosen nom-du-blogger.

  816. I have only read G’Kar posts recently, but as a B5 fan, his tag caught my eye. And though I didn’t really know him, my eyes are now wet at the loss. My deepest condolences to his family and friends, on-line and off. I’ll be looking for what I can contribute in the memory of a man who did exemplify the nobility of his chosen nom-du-blogger.

  820. Shit.
    I managed to stop crying midway through Andrew’s post, after complying with his musical request, but started all over again once I got to the comments. How fortunate we were to have someone like him in our military (and our blogosphere), and how unfortunate it is that it ended this way.
    Now that I’ve taken a break to recover, I thought I’d invite anyone who wants to watch Team America tonight. In addition to video stores, it’s one of the movies that you can watch online through Netflix if you have an account or (I believe) if you sign up for their free two-week trial (though you need a PC with IE).

  821. Shit.
    I managed to stop crying midway through Andrew’s post, after complying with his musical request, but started all over again once I got to the comments. How fortunate we were to have someone like him in our military (and our blogosphere), and how unfortunate it is that it ended this way.
    Now that I’ve taken a break to recover, I thought I’d invite anyone who wants to watch Team America tonight. In addition to video stores, it’s one of the movies that you can watch online through Netflix if you have an account or (I believe) if you sign up for their free two-week trial (though you need a PC with IE).

  822. Shit.
    I managed to stop crying midway through Andrew’s post, after complying with his musical request, but started all over again once I got to the comments. How fortunate we were to have someone like him in our military (and our blogosphere), and how unfortunate it is that it ended this way.
    Now that I’ve taken a break to recover, I thought I’d invite anyone who wants to watch Team America tonight. In addition to video stores, it’s one of the movies that you can watch online through Netflix if you have an account or (I believe) if you sign up for their free two-week trial (though you need a PC with IE).

  826. I only knew him from his posts and the discussions in which he participated, and I have the greatest respect for him. I don’t know what to say.
    I am so sorry. My deepest condolences to all his family and friends.

  827. I only knew him from his posts and the discussions in which he participated, and I have the greatest respect for him. I don’t know what to say.
    I am so sorry. My deepest condolences to all his family and friends.

  828. I only knew him from his posts and the discussions in which he participated, and I have the greatest respect for him. I don’t know what to say.
    I am so sorry. My deepest condolences to all his family and friends.

  835. A tremendous loss. I’ve loved reading G’Kar’s posts ever since I started reading ObWi. His humility, thoughtfulness, humanity and integrity came through in everything he wrote here. I wish there were better words than “condolences” and “sympathies” to offer his family and friends. You were lucky to know him.

  836. A tremendous loss. I’ve loved reading G’Kar’s posts ever since I started reading ObWi. His humility, thoughtfulness, humanity and integrity came through in everything he wrote here. I wish there were better words than “condolences” and “sympathies” to offer his family and friends. You were lucky to know him.

  837. A tremendous loss. I’ve loved reading G’Kar’s posts ever since I started reading ObWi. His humility, thoughtfulness, humanity and integrity came through in everything he wrote here. I wish there were better words than “condolences” and “sympathies” to offer his family and friends. You were lucky to know him.

  838. Andy Olmstead was a hero in every sense of the word.
    “He was the ideal soldier of a free nation- he hated war and he hated tyranny.”
    May his family entire be blessed with the inner peace that is granted only from Above.

  839. Andy Olmstead was a hero in every sense of the word.
    “He was the ideal soldier of a free nation- he hated war and he hated tyranny.”
    May his family entire be blessed with the inner peace that is granted only from Above.

  840. Andy Olmstead was a hero in every sense of the word.
    “He was the ideal soldier of a free nation- he hated war and he hated tyranny.”
    May his family entire be blessed with the inner peace that is granted only from Above.

  841. Thank you for giving your life so that we may live in freedom. Thanks to your family for supporting your sacrifice. God bless…

  842. Thank you for giving your life so that we may live in freedom. Thanks to your family for supporting your sacrifice. God bless…

  843. Thank you for giving your life so that we may live in freedom. Thanks to your family for supporting your sacrifice. God bless…

  844. I would not have had the guts to write what you did, Andrew. But I am so glad you had a friend who would put it up for us to read. I’ll have a drink tonite in a not so “maudlin” way and I’ll just lift it up to ya. Godsapeed to your Family.
    and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.

  845. I would not have had the guts to write what you did, Andrew. But I am so glad you had a friend who would put it up for us to read. I’ll have a drink tonite in a not so “maudlin” way and I’ll just lift it up to ya. Godsapeed to your Family.
    and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.

  846. I would not have had the guts to write what you did, Andrew. But I am so glad you had a friend who would put it up for us to read. I’ll have a drink tonite in a not so “maudlin” way and I’ll just lift it up to ya. Godsapeed to your Family.
    and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.

  847. We, as soldiers, know the risks that we undertake when we put on the uniform; we know the possibilities that come with what we do, we know the what if’s. God bless those who undertake the life knowing it anyway.
    There was one quote the Major didn’t include, from G’Kar, and I find it most fitting to include it in his absence in tribute of his journey beyond the rim; “And so it begins…”
    Godspeed, Major.

  848. We, as soldiers, know the risks that we undertake when we put on the uniform; we know the possibilities that come with what we do, we know the what if’s. God bless those who undertake the life knowing it anyway.
    There was one quote the Major didn’t include, from G’Kar, and I find it most fitting to include it in his absence in tribute of his journey beyond the rim; “And so it begins…”
    Godspeed, Major.

  849. We, as soldiers, know the risks that we undertake when we put on the uniform; we know the possibilities that come with what we do, we know the what if’s. God bless those who undertake the life knowing it anyway.
    There was one quote the Major didn’t include, from G’Kar, and I find it most fitting to include it in his absence in tribute of his journey beyond the rim; “And so it begins…”
    Godspeed, Major.

  853. I’ve always loved the community supported by this blog. My condolences to his family, and to all of you here.

  854. I’ve always loved the community supported by this blog. My condolences to his family, and to all of you here.

  855. I’ve always loved the community supported by this blog. My condolences to his family, and to all of you here.

  859. Oh man … wow. I’m almost overwhelmed with feelings. I cried twice, once when he made me glad to be alive and then again during his closing. Amanda if you read this I’m so sorry you have to go through this. Love is the greatest feeling in the world and sadly is has to come along with the absolute worst feeling. Its worth it though, and I’m sure you agree.
    “The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.”
    ~ Ernest Hemingway
    “There are places in the heart that do not yet exist; suffering has to enter in for them to come to be.”
    ~Leon Bloy
    “We are remembered forever by the tracks we leave.”
    ~Native American Proverb

  860. Oh man … wow. I’m almost overwhelmed with feelings. I cried twice, once when he made me glad to be alive and then again during his closing. Amanda if you read this I’m so sorry you have to go through this. Love is the greatest feeling in the world and sadly is has to come along with the absolute worst feeling. Its worth it though, and I’m sure you agree.
    “The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.”
    ~ Ernest Hemingway
    “There are places in the heart that do not yet exist; suffering has to enter in for them to come to be.”
    ~Leon Bloy
    “We are remembered forever by the tracks we leave.”
    ~Native American Proverb

  861. Oh man … wow. I’m almost overwhelmed with feelings. I cried twice, once when he made me glad to be alive and then again during his closing. Amanda if you read this I’m so sorry you have to go through this. Love is the greatest feeling in the world and sadly is has to come along with the absolute worst feeling. Its worth it though, and I’m sure you agree.
    “The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.”
    ~ Ernest Hemingway
    “There are places in the heart that do not yet exist; suffering has to enter in for them to come to be.”
    ~Leon Bloy
    “We are remembered forever by the tracks we leave.”
    ~Native American Proverb

  862. “and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.”
    It’s Andy’s family I know we all wish we could somehow do something to somehow make it somehow faintly better.
    Of course, we can’t. That’s why it’s horrible, and war [political murflemurfle].

  863. “and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.”
    It’s Andy’s family I know we all wish we could somehow do something to somehow make it somehow faintly better.
    Of course, we can’t. That’s why it’s horrible, and war [political murflemurfle].

  864. “and to Gary Farber…I know your pain, but I know I cannot fix it. Just hang in there.”
    It’s Andy’s family I know we all wish we could somehow do something to somehow make it somehow faintly better.
    Of course, we can’t. That’s why it’s horrible, and war [political murflemurfle].

  866. “Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush got us into the war illegally:”–John upthread.
    This is not the place for that discussion. Andy expressly said he did not want his death used as a discussion for that kind of thing, either for the war or against it or in between. I, and a lot of others, agree with what you are saying, but this really, really, really, is not the place at all. Please stop and respect a dead man’s wishes. There are plenty of other places to discuss the war’s legality, its wisdom, etc. This is not that place however.
    RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  868. “Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush got us into the war illegally:”–John upthread.
    This is not the place for that discussion. Andy expressly said he did not want his death used as a discussion for that kind of thing, either for the war or against it or in between. I, and a lot of others, agree with what you are saying, but this really, really, really, is not the place at all. Please stop and respect a dead man’s wishes. There are plenty of other places to discuss the war’s legality, its wisdom, etc. This is not that place however.
    RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  870. “Not to disagree with anything written here, but a fairly strong argument could be made that Bush got us into the war illegally:”–John upthread.
    This is not the place for that discussion. Andy expressly said he did not want his death used as a discussion for that kind of thing, either for the war or against it or in between. I, and a lot of others, agree with what you are saying, but this really, really, really, is not the place at all. Please stop and respect a dead man’s wishes. There are plenty of other places to discuss the war’s legality, its wisdom, etc. This is not that place however.
    RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  871. I didn’t know Andy except through the occasional blog that caught my eye, but I mourn his death deeply. As we sit at work or at home, comfortable in our lives, there are thousands of men and women willing to put their lives on the line in a pretty desperate place far, far away from here with no complaints and only the hope of getting through in one piece. Whether it’s duty, honor, country, or for one’s friends, or for any other reason, they live their values every day, and with the ultimate price at hand at any given moment.I’ll miss his sense of humor, his loopy quotes at times (which were always germane), his good heart and good intentions, and his wonderful ability to convey his thoughts and opinions. A light has gone out.
    I pray that his family finds consolation and peace, and that his death was not in vain. I believe there is something beyond this life, and hope that wherever he finds himself, he finds peace and some form of joy.

  872. I didn’t know Andy except through the occasional blog that caught my eye, but I mourn his death deeply. As we sit at work or at home, comfortable in our lives, there are thousands of men and women willing to put their lives on the line in a pretty desperate place far, far away from here with no complaints and only the hope of getting through in one piece. Whether it’s duty, honor, country, or for one’s friends, or for any other reason, they live their values every day, and with the ultimate price at hand at any given moment.I’ll miss his sense of humor, his loopy quotes at times (which were always germane), his good heart and good intentions, and his wonderful ability to convey his thoughts and opinions. A light has gone out.
    I pray that his family finds consolation and peace, and that his death was not in vain. I believe there is something beyond this life, and hope that wherever he finds himself, he finds peace and some form of joy.

  873. I didn’t know Andy except through the occasional blog that caught my eye, but I mourn his death deeply. As we sit at work or at home, comfortable in our lives, there are thousands of men and women willing to put their lives on the line in a pretty desperate place far, far away from here with no complaints and only the hope of getting through in one piece. Whether it’s duty, honor, country, or for one’s friends, or for any other reason, they live their values every day, and with the ultimate price at hand at any given moment.I’ll miss his sense of humor, his loopy quotes at times (which were always germane), his good heart and good intentions, and his wonderful ability to convey his thoughts and opinions. A light has gone out.
    I pray that his family finds consolation and peace, and that his death was not in vain. I believe there is something beyond this life, and hope that wherever he finds himself, he finds peace and some form of joy.

  874. I’ve never read this blog before — that may well have been my loss, judging from the comments here, which seem to be the best of blogging. I came here via a link from the Volokh Conspiracy. Why I clicked on the link, I can’t say — I often don’t follow links I see in blogs. This is quite possibly the most haunting blog post I’ve ever read, and it’s made all the more poignant by the quotes from a series that I enjoyed, if not as much as STAR TREK, then still in a special way. May your service to our country not be forgotten.

  875. I’ve never read this blog before — that may well have been my loss, judging from the comments here, which seem to be the best of blogging. I came here via a link from the Volokh Conspiracy. Why I clicked on the link, I can’t say — I often don’t follow links I see in blogs. This is quite possibly the most haunting blog post I’ve ever read, and it’s made all the more poignant by the quotes from a series that I enjoyed, if not as much as STAR TREK, then still in a special way. May your service to our country not be forgotten.

  876. I’ve never read this blog before — that may well have been my loss, judging from the comments here, which seem to be the best of blogging. I came here via a link from the Volokh Conspiracy. Why I clicked on the link, I can’t say — I often don’t follow links I see in blogs. This is quite possibly the most haunting blog post I’ve ever read, and it’s made all the more poignant by the quotes from a series that I enjoyed, if not as much as STAR TREK, then still in a special way. May your service to our country not be forgotten.

  877. Andy’s final post is incredibly moving, and for me serves as a reminder of the incalculable loss we suffer whenever any of our soldiers is killed.
    These are our nation’s brilliant young minds putting themselves on the line every day, and it had damn well better be for a good reason.
    No more tragedies like Andy! Enough!

  878. Andy’s final post is incredibly moving, and for me serves as a reminder of the incalculable loss we suffer whenever any of our soldiers is killed.
    These are our nation’s brilliant young minds putting themselves on the line every day, and it had damn well better be for a good reason.
    No more tragedies like Andy! Enough!

  879. Andy’s final post is incredibly moving, and for me serves as a reminder of the incalculable loss we suffer whenever any of our soldiers is killed.
    These are our nation’s brilliant young minds putting themselves on the line every day, and it had damn well better be for a good reason.
    No more tragedies like Andy! Enough!

  880. “And so it begins …”
    Indeed.
    Despite the Major’s request to not be maudlin, I can’t stop crying.
    Godspeed, Andy.
    To Amanda and Andy’s parents, siblings, family and friends, you are are in my thoughts and prayers and will continue to be.
    Andy was special.

  881. “And so it begins …”
    Indeed.
    Despite the Major’s request to not be maudlin, I can’t stop crying.
    Godspeed, Andy.
    To Amanda and Andy’s parents, siblings, family and friends, you are are in my thoughts and prayers and will continue to be.
    Andy was special.

  882. “And so it begins …”
    Indeed.
    Despite the Major’s request to not be maudlin, I can’t stop crying.
    Godspeed, Andy.
    To Amanda and Andy’s parents, siblings, family and friends, you are are in my thoughts and prayers and will continue to be.
    Andy was special.

  889. John, Barney and “don’t get it?”: Stop being tools.
    My condolences to family, friends and followers. Major Olmsted’s last post was beautiful and eloquent, and it reflects honorably on his life and service.

  890. John, Barney and “don’t get it?”: Stop being tools.
    My condolences to family, friends and followers. Major Olmsted’s last post was beautiful and eloquent, and it reflects honorably on his life and service.

  891. John, Barney and “don’t get it?”: Stop being tools.
    My condolences to family, friends and followers. Major Olmsted’s last post was beautiful and eloquent, and it reflects honorably on his life and service.

  892. I have never seen something “disemvoweled” before. Thanks Hilzoy. If you must delete my comment responding to him, please do, and I apologize for responding.
    Again, RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  893. I have never seen something “disemvoweled” before. Thanks Hilzoy. If you must delete my comment responding to him, please do, and I apologize for responding.
    Again, RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  894. I have never seen something “disemvoweled” before. Thanks Hilzoy. If you must delete my comment responding to him, please do, and I apologize for responding.
    Again, RIP. Zichron L’Bracha.

  895. I just found this link through reddit, but this is one of the most touching and meaningful things I’ve read in a long time. I don’t know him and I’ve never read his writing before, and I still teared up.
    I know there are no words to help his family and friends, but this post has left me with the utmost respect for this man. And I am grateful for his service to our country.

  896. I just found this link through reddit, but this is one of the most touching and meaningful things I’ve read in a long time. I don’t know him and I’ve never read his writing before, and I still teared up.
    I know there are no words to help his family and friends, but this post has left me with the utmost respect for this man. And I am grateful for his service to our country.

  897. I just found this link through reddit, but this is one of the most touching and meaningful things I’ve read in a long time. I don’t know him and I’ve never read his writing before, and I still teared up.
    I know there are no words to help his family and friends, but this post has left me with the utmost respect for this man. And I am grateful for his service to our country.

  898. The thing to take away from this tragedy is not to wait to tell someone you love them or think they are very special. To all of you who took the time to comment on this, his last blog, thank you and god bless you all.

  899. The thing to take away from this tragedy is not to wait to tell someone you love them or think they are very special. To all of you who took the time to comment on this, his last blog, thank you and god bless you all.

  900. The thing to take away from this tragedy is not to wait to tell someone you love them or think they are very special. To all of you who took the time to comment on this, his last blog, thank you and god bless you all.

  901. God, this has weighed heavily on my mind all day, and I *only* knew Andrew via his postings. Never had the pleasure of interacting with him personally except via comments.
    Andrew is the only person I know who has been deployed in thiswho will not be coming home (so far, anyway), and it’s really, really bothering me.
    I can’t think of anything else to say that won’t get political or otherwise inappropriate.

  902. God, this has weighed heavily on my mind all day, and I *only* knew Andrew via his postings. Never had the pleasure of interacting with him personally except via comments.
    Andrew is the only person I know who has been deployed in thiswho will not be coming home (so far, anyway), and it’s really, really bothering me.
    I can’t think of anything else to say that won’t get political or otherwise inappropriate.

  903. God, this has weighed heavily on my mind all day, and I *only* knew Andrew via his postings. Never had the pleasure of interacting with him personally except via comments.
    Andrew is the only person I know who has been deployed in thiswho will not be coming home (so far, anyway), and it’s really, really bothering me.
    I can’t think of anything else to say that won’t get political or otherwise inappropriate.

  904. So, so horrible. I admired Andrew a great deal, though I didn’t always agree with him. Such a decent, intelligent man, such a great writer. It’s so hard to believe he’s gone.

  905. So, so horrible. I admired Andrew a great deal, though I didn’t always agree with him. Such a decent, intelligent man, such a great writer. It’s so hard to believe he’s gone.

  906. So, so horrible. I admired Andrew a great deal, though I didn’t always agree with him. Such a decent, intelligent man, such a great writer. It’s so hard to believe he’s gone.

  910. O, God, full of compassion, who dwells on high, grant perfect rest beneath the shelter of Thy divine presence among the holy and pure who shine as the brightness of the firmament to the soul of he who has gone to his eternal home.
    Mayest Thou, O God of Mercy, shelter him forever under the wings of Thy presence, May his soul be bound up in the bond of life eternal, and grant that the memories of his life inspire me always to noble and consecrated living.

  911. O, God, full of compassion, who dwells on high, grant perfect rest beneath the shelter of Thy divine presence among the holy and pure who shine as the brightness of the firmament to the soul of he who has gone to his eternal home.
    Mayest Thou, O God of Mercy, shelter him forever under the wings of Thy presence, May his soul be bound up in the bond of life eternal, and grant that the memories of his life inspire me always to noble and consecrated living.

  912. O, God, full of compassion, who dwells on high, grant perfect rest beneath the shelter of Thy divine presence among the holy and pure who shine as the brightness of the firmament to the soul of he who has gone to his eternal home.
    Mayest Thou, O God of Mercy, shelter him forever under the wings of Thy presence, May his soul be bound up in the bond of life eternal, and grant that the memories of his life inspire me always to noble and consecrated living.

  913. Why do we cry for strangers? It’s certainly not Patriotism or any us-vs.-them instinct. I don’t even like this guy…some artistic temperament anti-war soldier, yadda yadda. Yet I’m out of tissues too.
    We cry for the same reason we laugh. It’s how we connect to God (and this statement comes from a hard-science trained non-religious person). It’s because life is so weird. Look at your arm as you point your palm up and flex your fingers in order, like a palm leaf in the wind: there’s these incredibly wild and very strong tendons, that pass under an inner wrist-band of cartilage, so our arm bulges like there’s little snakes inside, but out watch-band doesn’t snap off.
    Our hero quotes Babylon 5 (the movie, which I hope was better than the over-dramatic, over-lighted TV series), which involves things like “wet robots.” Yet that’s you and that’s me. Liquid pours out of our stereo video cameras that wiggle faster than we notice, in order to have more megapixels than we deserve to have in such a small unit as the eye.
    God Bless the USA who is trying to replace wet robots with highly precise dry ones, on the battlefield. That we notice the death of one soldier (who published his own newspaper online) means we are getting there. Is that not an example of (the third mystery of life) of hard Love?
    As one of the scientists in the world doing just that, I must admit though that my motivation has nothing to do with saving the next Kilroy. It’s Platonic love of utterly non-political Order.
    Good bye, soldier, and since along with most readers, I just “met” you, well, this is your first and last hello as well. The fourth mystery of life is time, which all your quotes orbit ’round. And after-life or not, we don’t have a clue even which direction it even really runs, anymore than we know what matter is or why forks stay on tables, or why the Future hasn’t really yet arrived. So don’t worry, buddy, if there is no afterlife, we’ll get around to that soon enough, and see you there.

  914. Why do we cry for strangers? It’s certainly not Patriotism or any us-vs.-them instinct. I don’t even like this guy…some artistic temperament anti-war soldier, yadda yadda. Yet I’m out of tissues too.
    We cry for the same reason we laugh. It’s how we connect to God (and this statement comes from a hard-science trained non-religious person). It’s because life is so weird. Look at your arm as you point your palm up and flex your fingers in order, like a palm leaf in the wind: there’s these incredibly wild and very strong tendons, that pass under an inner wrist-band of cartilage, so our arm bulges like there’s little snakes inside, but out watch-band doesn’t snap off.
    Our hero quotes Babylon 5 (the movie, which I hope was better than the over-dramatic, over-lighted TV series), which involves things like “wet robots.” Yet that’s you and that’s me. Liquid pours out of our stereo video cameras that wiggle faster than we notice, in order to have more megapixels than we deserve to have in such a small unit as the eye.
    God Bless the USA who is trying to replace wet robots with highly precise dry ones, on the battlefield. That we notice the death of one soldier (who published his own newspaper online) means we are getting there. Is that not an example of (the third mystery of life) of hard Love?
    As one of the scientists in the world doing just that, I must admit though that my motivation has nothing to do with saving the next Kilroy. It’s Platonic love of utterly non-political Order.
    Good bye, soldier, and since along with most readers, I just “met” you, well, this is your first and last hello as well. The fourth mystery of life is time, which all your quotes orbit ’round. And after-life or not, we don’t have a clue even which direction it even really runs, anymore than we know what matter is or why forks stay on tables, or why the Future hasn’t really yet arrived. So don’t worry, buddy, if there is no afterlife, we’ll get around to that soon enough, and see you there.

  915. Why do we cry for strangers? It’s certainly not Patriotism or any us-vs.-them instinct. I don’t even like this guy…some artistic temperament anti-war soldier, yadda yadda. Yet I’m out of tissues too.
    We cry for the same reason we laugh. It’s how we connect to God (and this statement comes from a hard-science trained non-religious person). It’s because life is so weird. Look at your arm as you point your palm up and flex your fingers in order, like a palm leaf in the wind: there’s these incredibly wild and very strong tendons, that pass under an inner wrist-band of cartilage, so our arm bulges like there’s little snakes inside, but out watch-band doesn’t snap off.
    Our hero quotes Babylon 5 (the movie, which I hope was better than the over-dramatic, over-lighted TV series), which involves things like “wet robots.” Yet that’s you and that’s me. Liquid pours out of our stereo video cameras that wiggle faster than we notice, in order to have more megapixels than we deserve to have in such a small unit as the eye.
    God Bless the USA who is trying to replace wet robots with highly precise dry ones, on the battlefield. That we notice the death of one soldier (who published his own newspaper online) means we are getting there. Is that not an example of (the third mystery of life) of hard Love?
    As one of the scientists in the world doing just that, I must admit though that my motivation has nothing to do with saving the next Kilroy. It’s Platonic love of utterly non-political Order.
    Good bye, soldier, and since along with most readers, I just “met” you, well, this is your first and last hello as well. The fourth mystery of life is time, which all your quotes orbit ’round. And after-life or not, we don’t have a clue even which direction it even really runs, anymore than we know what matter is or why forks stay on tables, or why the Future hasn’t really yet arrived. So don’t worry, buddy, if there is no afterlife, we’ll get around to that soon enough, and see you there.

  919. Work is…
    not the place I want to be right now.
    But here I am.
    My condolences to Andrew’s family and friends. Only knew him online, but he was someone I would be proud to call a friend (though certainly not as close to him as many here are)–even if at times I was remiss in communication (as unfortunately is my wont).
    His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)

  920. Work is…
    not the place I want to be right now.
    But here I am.
    My condolences to Andrew’s family and friends. Only knew him online, but he was someone I would be proud to call a friend (though certainly not as close to him as many here are)–even if at times I was remiss in communication (as unfortunately is my wont).
    His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)

  921. Work is…
    not the place I want to be right now.
    But here I am.
    My condolences to Andrew’s family and friends. Only knew him online, but he was someone I would be proud to call a friend (though certainly not as close to him as many here are)–even if at times I was remiss in communication (as unfortunately is my wont).
    His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)

  925. Opened the bottle of Nepenthe Pinot Noir I’ve been saving for some time when I wanted to toast someone.
    Raising a glass to someone I never met and will never forget.
    Goodbye.

  926. Opened the bottle of Nepenthe Pinot Noir I’ve been saving for some time when I wanted to toast someone.
    Raising a glass to someone I never met and will never forget.
    Goodbye.

  927. Opened the bottle of Nepenthe Pinot Noir I’ve been saving for some time when I wanted to toast someone.
    Raising a glass to someone I never met and will never forget.
    Goodbye.

  928. Mattbastard: His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    Thanks for the heads-up. I’ll do that.

  929. Mattbastard: His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    Thanks for the heads-up. I’ll do that.

  930. Mattbastard: His last post here @ ObWi was to solicit funds on behalf of Pretty Woman Bird House. Though they reached their goal last week, PWBH is still accepting (and in need of) donations. Making one in Andrew’s name (as I plan on doing once I get home from work) would be a great honour to his memory, and his legacy.
    Thanks for the heads-up. I’ll do that.

  931. I am posting W.H. Auden’s poem on the death of William Butler Yeats:
    In Memory of W. B. Yeats
    by W. H. Auden
    I
    He disappeared in the dead of winter:
    The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
    And snow disfigured the public statues;
    The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    Far from his illness
    The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests,
    The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays;
    By mourning tongues
    The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
    But for him it was his last afternoon as himself,
    An afternoon of nurses and rumours;
    The provinces of his body revolted,
    The squares of his mind were empty,
    Silence invaded the suburbs,
    The current of his feeling failed; he became his admirers.
    Now he is scattered among a hundred cities
    And wholly given over to unfamiliar affections,
    To find his happiness in another kind of wood
    And be punished under a foreign code of conscience.
    The words of a dead man
    Are modified in the guts of the living.
    But in the importance and noise of to-morrow
    When the brokers are roaring like beasts on the floor of the Bourse,
    And the poor have the sufferings to which they are fairly accustomed,
    And each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom,
    A few thousand will think of this day
    As one thinks of a day when one did something slightly unusual.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    II
    You were silly like us; your gift survived it all:
    The parish of rich women, physical decay,
    Yourself. Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.
    Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still,
    For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
    In the valley of its making where executives
    Would never want to tamper, flows on south
    From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
    Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
    A way of happening, a mouth.
    III
    Earth, receive an honoured guest:
    William Yeats is laid to rest.
    Let the Irish vessel lie
    Emptied of its poetry.
    In the nightmare of the dark
    All the dogs of Europe bark,
    And the living nations wait,
    Each sequestered in its hate;
    Intellectual disgrace
    Stares from every human face,
    And the seas of pity lie
    Locked and frozen in each eye.
    Follow, poet, follow right
    To the bottom of the night,
    With your unconstraining voice
    Still persuade us to rejoice;
    With the farming of a verse
    Make a vineyard of the curse,
    Sing of human unsuccess
    In a rapture of distress;
    In the deserts of the heart
    Let the healing fountain start,
    In the prison of his days
    Teach the free man how to praise.

  932. I am posting W.H. Auden’s poem on the death of William Butler Yeats:
    In Memory of W. B. Yeats
    by W. H. Auden
    I
    He disappeared in the dead of winter:
    The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
    And snow disfigured the public statues;
    The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    Far from his illness
    The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests,
    The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays;
    By mourning tongues
    The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
    But for him it was his last afternoon as himself,
    An afternoon of nurses and rumours;
    The provinces of his body revolted,
    The squares of his mind were empty,
    Silence invaded the suburbs,
    The current of his feeling failed; he became his admirers.
    Now he is scattered among a hundred cities
    And wholly given over to unfamiliar affections,
    To find his happiness in another kind of wood
    And be punished under a foreign code of conscience.
    The words of a dead man
    Are modified in the guts of the living.
    But in the importance and noise of to-morrow
    When the brokers are roaring like beasts on the floor of the Bourse,
    And the poor have the sufferings to which they are fairly accustomed,
    And each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom,
    A few thousand will think of this day
    As one thinks of a day when one did something slightly unusual.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    II
    You were silly like us; your gift survived it all:
    The parish of rich women, physical decay,
    Yourself. Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.
    Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still,
    For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
    In the valley of its making where executives
    Would never want to tamper, flows on south
    From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
    Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
    A way of happening, a mouth.
    III
    Earth, receive an honoured guest:
    William Yeats is laid to rest.
    Let the Irish vessel lie
    Emptied of its poetry.
    In the nightmare of the dark
    All the dogs of Europe bark,
    And the living nations wait,
    Each sequestered in its hate;
    Intellectual disgrace
    Stares from every human face,
    And the seas of pity lie
    Locked and frozen in each eye.
    Follow, poet, follow right
    To the bottom of the night,
    With your unconstraining voice
    Still persuade us to rejoice;
    With the farming of a verse
    Make a vineyard of the curse,
    Sing of human unsuccess
    In a rapture of distress;
    In the deserts of the heart
    Let the healing fountain start,
    In the prison of his days
    Teach the free man how to praise.

  933. I am posting W.H. Auden’s poem on the death of William Butler Yeats:
    In Memory of W. B. Yeats
    by W. H. Auden
    I
    He disappeared in the dead of winter:
    The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
    And snow disfigured the public statues;
    The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    Far from his illness
    The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests,
    The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays;
    By mourning tongues
    The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
    But for him it was his last afternoon as himself,
    An afternoon of nurses and rumours;
    The provinces of his body revolted,
    The squares of his mind were empty,
    Silence invaded the suburbs,
    The current of his feeling failed; he became his admirers.
    Now he is scattered among a hundred cities
    And wholly given over to unfamiliar affections,
    To find his happiness in another kind of wood
    And be punished under a foreign code of conscience.
    The words of a dead man
    Are modified in the guts of the living.
    But in the importance and noise of to-morrow
    When the brokers are roaring like beasts on the floor of the Bourse,
    And the poor have the sufferings to which they are fairly accustomed,
    And each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom,
    A few thousand will think of this day
    As one thinks of a day when one did something slightly unusual.
    What instruments we have agree
    The day of his death was a dark cold day.
    II
    You were silly like us; your gift survived it all:
    The parish of rich women, physical decay,
    Yourself. Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.
    Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still,
    For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
    In the valley of its making where executives
    Would never want to tamper, flows on south
    From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
    Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
    A way of happening, a mouth.
    III
    Earth, receive an honoured guest:
    William Yeats is laid to rest.
    Let the Irish vessel lie
    Emptied of its poetry.
    In the nightmare of the dark
    All the dogs of Europe bark,
    And the living nations wait,
    Each sequestered in its hate;
    Intellectual disgrace
    Stares from every human face,
    And the seas of pity lie
    Locked and frozen in each eye.
    Follow, poet, follow right
    To the bottom of the night,
    With your unconstraining voice
    Still persuade us to rejoice;
    With the farming of a verse
    Make a vineyard of the curse,
    Sing of human unsuccess
    In a rapture of distress;
    In the deserts of the heart
    Let the healing fountain start,
    In the prison of his days
    Teach the free man how to praise.

  934. THE FINAL INSPECTION
    The soldier stood and faced his God,
    Which must always come to pass.
    He hoped his shoes were shining,
    Just as brightly as his brass.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    How shall I deal with you?
    Have you always turned the other cheek?
    To My Church have you been true?”
    The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
    “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t.
    Because those of us who carry guns,
    Can’t always be a saint.
    I’ve had to work most Sundays,
    And at times my talk was tough.
    And sometimes I’ve been violent,
    Because the world is awfully rough.
    But, I never took a penny,
    That wasn’t mine to keep…
    Though I worked a lot of overtime,
    When the bills got just too steep.
    And I never passed a cry for help,
    Though at times I shook with fear.
    And sometimes, God, forgive me,
    I’ve wept unmanly tears.
    I know I don’t deserve a place,
    Among the people here.
    They never wanted me around,
    Except to calm their fears.
    If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
    It needn’t be so grand.
    I never expected or had too much,
    But if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
    There was a silence all around the throne,
    Where the saints had often trod.
    As the soldier waited quietly,
    For the judgment of his God.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    You’ve borne your burdens well.
    Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
    You’ve done your time in Hell.”
    Author unknown.

  935. THE FINAL INSPECTION
    The soldier stood and faced his God,
    Which must always come to pass.
    He hoped his shoes were shining,
    Just as brightly as his brass.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    How shall I deal with you?
    Have you always turned the other cheek?
    To My Church have you been true?”
    The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
    “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t.
    Because those of us who carry guns,
    Can’t always be a saint.
    I’ve had to work most Sundays,
    And at times my talk was tough.
    And sometimes I’ve been violent,
    Because the world is awfully rough.
    But, I never took a penny,
    That wasn’t mine to keep…
    Though I worked a lot of overtime,
    When the bills got just too steep.
    And I never passed a cry for help,
    Though at times I shook with fear.
    And sometimes, God, forgive me,
    I’ve wept unmanly tears.
    I know I don’t deserve a place,
    Among the people here.
    They never wanted me around,
    Except to calm their fears.
    If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
    It needn’t be so grand.
    I never expected or had too much,
    But if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
    There was a silence all around the throne,
    Where the saints had often trod.
    As the soldier waited quietly,
    For the judgment of his God.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    You’ve borne your burdens well.
    Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
    You’ve done your time in Hell.”
    Author unknown.

  936. THE FINAL INSPECTION
    The soldier stood and faced his God,
    Which must always come to pass.
    He hoped his shoes were shining,
    Just as brightly as his brass.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    How shall I deal with you?
    Have you always turned the other cheek?
    To My Church have you been true?”
    The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
    “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t.
    Because those of us who carry guns,
    Can’t always be a saint.
    I’ve had to work most Sundays,
    And at times my talk was tough.
    And sometimes I’ve been violent,
    Because the world is awfully rough.
    But, I never took a penny,
    That wasn’t mine to keep…
    Though I worked a lot of overtime,
    When the bills got just too steep.
    And I never passed a cry for help,
    Though at times I shook with fear.
    And sometimes, God, forgive me,
    I’ve wept unmanly tears.
    I know I don’t deserve a place,
    Among the people here.
    They never wanted me around,
    Except to calm their fears.
    If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
    It needn’t be so grand.
    I never expected or had too much,
    But if you don’t, I’ll understand.”
    There was a silence all around the throne,
    Where the saints had often trod.
    As the soldier waited quietly,
    For the judgment of his God.
    “Step forward now, you soldier,
    You’ve borne your burdens well.
    Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
    You’ve done your time in Hell.”
    Author unknown.

  937. At times like this, I touch my Son’s Flag and pray that God will give His family peace. And then I remember the last time I hugged my Son, knowing this Family will never get to do that again. Win this WAR!!!
    God bless our TROOPS!!!

  938. At times like this, I touch my Son’s Flag and pray that God will give His family peace. And then I remember the last time I hugged my Son, knowing this Family will never get to do that again. Win this WAR!!!
    God bless our TROOPS!!!

  939. At times like this, I touch my Son’s Flag and pray that God will give His family peace. And then I remember the last time I hugged my Son, knowing this Family will never get to do that again. Win this WAR!!!
    God bless our TROOPS!!!

  940. From “The Jungle Book”:
    “Howl, dogs. A wolf has died today.”
    My deepest sympathies to the Major’s family and all who knew and honored him.

  941. From “The Jungle Book”:
    “Howl, dogs. A wolf has died today.”
    My deepest sympathies to the Major’s family and all who knew and honored him.

  942. From “The Jungle Book”:
    “Howl, dogs. A wolf has died today.”
    My deepest sympathies to the Major’s family and all who knew and honored him.

  943. I just burst into tears. He was a wonderful writer, I really enjoyed, and learned heaps from, his posts and comments. He will be missed.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends.

  944. I just burst into tears. He was a wonderful writer, I really enjoyed, and learned heaps from, his posts and comments. He will be missed.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends.

  945. I just burst into tears. He was a wonderful writer, I really enjoyed, and learned heaps from, his posts and comments. He will be missed.
    My deepest condolences to his family and friends.

  946. Um, if asbfld’s 7:35 is not deleted posthaste, I’m going to track someone down and quite literally kill them.

  947. Um, if asbfld’s 7:35 is not deleted posthaste, I’m going to track someone down and quite literally kill them.

  948. Um, if asbfld’s 7:35 is not deleted posthaste, I’m going to track someone down and quite literally kill them.

  952. I’m sad, I’m mad… But this is not the time.
    I’m respectful most of all…
    My deepest sympathies to all who loved him, knew him and shared their lives with him.
    “Life is unfair.” JFK

  953. I’m sad, I’m mad… But this is not the time.
    I’m respectful most of all…
    My deepest sympathies to all who loved him, knew him and shared their lives with him.
    “Life is unfair.” JFK

  954. I’m sad, I’m mad… But this is not the time.
    I’m respectful most of all…
    My deepest sympathies to all who loved him, knew him and shared their lives with him.
    “Life is unfair.” JFK

  958. (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)
    And so hot!
    I’d forgotten that one. Andrew had me hunting all over the web for an hour or so for the source before he put us out of our misery and told us the source.

  959. (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)
    And so hot!
    I’d forgotten that one. Andrew had me hunting all over the web for an hour or so for the source before he put us out of our misery and told us the source.

  960. (Can you tell these peas are fresh?)
    And so hot!
    I’d forgotten that one. Andrew had me hunting all over the web for an hour or so for the source before he put us out of our misery and told us the source.

  961. My brother was in the army reserve when the Iraq war started his eight year (or so) commitment expired a month or two before reservists with his status started being called up for Iraq, including IIRC some people in his unit.
    So as I sit here this evening, choking back about someone whom I only knew through his blogging, I can’t imagine the overwhelming grief I would feel had I learned that my brother had been killed in Iraq, leaving his wife, siblings and parents to grieve.
    Amanda, Wesley, Catherine, and Mr. & Mrs. Olmsted, my deepest condolences.

  962. My brother was in the army reserve when the Iraq war started his eight year (or so) commitment expired a month or two before reservists with his status started being called up for Iraq, including IIRC some people in his unit.
    So as I sit here this evening, choking back about someone whom I only knew through his blogging, I can’t imagine the overwhelming grief I would feel had I learned that my brother had been killed in Iraq, leaving his wife, siblings and parents to grieve.
    Amanda, Wesley, Catherine, and Mr. & Mrs. Olmsted, my deepest condolences.

  963. My brother was in the army reserve when the Iraq war started his eight year (or so) commitment expired a month or two before reservists with his status started being called up for Iraq, including IIRC some people in his unit.
    So as I sit here this evening, choking back about someone whom I only knew through his blogging, I can’t imagine the overwhelming grief I would feel had I learned that my brother had been killed in Iraq, leaving his wife, siblings and parents to grieve.
    Amanda, Wesley, Catherine, and Mr. & Mrs. Olmsted, my deepest condolences.

  964. Seriously, what kind of fucking cowardly son of a bitch posts something like that, on a thread devoted to a man’s memory, where his FAMILY is reading, and doesn’t even have the courage, the decency, or the plain manners to use his or her own name? You coward. Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.

  965. Seriously, what kind of fucking cowardly son of a bitch posts something like that, on a thread devoted to a man’s memory, where his FAMILY is reading, and doesn’t even have the courage, the decency, or the plain manners to use his or her own name? You coward. Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.

  966. Seriously, what kind of fucking cowardly son of a bitch posts something like that, on a thread devoted to a man’s memory, where his FAMILY is reading, and doesn’t even have the courage, the decency, or the plain manners to use his or her own name? You coward. Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.

  967. I was mostly a lurker here. I read his posts and I may even had some occasion to discuss an idea or two with him.
    What I will tell his family and friends that may come across this tribute to Andrew is that he connected as a decent human being with a lot of people, sight unseen. He will be well remembered. May he rest in peace.

  968. I was mostly a lurker here. I read his posts and I may even had some occasion to discuss an idea or two with him.
    What I will tell his family and friends that may come across this tribute to Andrew is that he connected as a decent human being with a lot of people, sight unseen. He will be well remembered. May he rest in peace.

  969. I was mostly a lurker here. I read his posts and I may even had some occasion to discuss an idea or two with him.
    What I will tell his family and friends that may come across this tribute to Andrew is that he connected as a decent human being with a lot of people, sight unseen. He will be well remembered. May he rest in peace.

  970. Heartbreaking.
    I have read and enjoyed G’Kar’s posts at Obsidian Wings. He was a thoughtful, down-to-earth author whose writings I admired.
    My thoughts are with his family. I hope the comments to this post make it to them to provide some solace in knowing they are not quite alone.

  971. Heartbreaking.
    I have read and enjoyed G’Kar’s posts at Obsidian Wings. He was a thoughtful, down-to-earth author whose writings I admired.
    My thoughts are with his family. I hope the comments to this post make it to them to provide some solace in knowing they are not quite alone.

  972. Heartbreaking.
    I have read and enjoyed G’Kar’s posts at Obsidian Wings. He was a thoughtful, down-to-earth author whose writings I admired.
    My thoughts are with his family. I hope the comments to this post make it to them to provide some solace in knowing they are not quite alone.

  973. Major Olmstead –
    To you and your fellow service members who made the ultimate sacrifice defending my freedom and way of life I say:
    Hail heroes, rest with God.
    You are not forgotten.
    Doug Santo
    Pasadena, CA

  974. Major Olmstead –
    To you and your fellow service members who made the ultimate sacrifice defending my freedom and way of life I say:
    Hail heroes, rest with God.
    You are not forgotten.
    Doug Santo
    Pasadena, CA

  975. Major Olmstead –
    To you and your fellow service members who made the ultimate sacrifice defending my freedom and way of life I say:
    Hail heroes, rest with God.
    You are not forgotten.
    Doug Santo
    Pasadena, CA

  976. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I did feel as though I “knew” him a little through his writing. This one really hurts.
    God bless his soul, and God bless his grieving family and all those who love him. You are in my prayers, passionately.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for helping him say goodbye–and may God bless you and bring you peace, too.

  977. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I did feel as though I “knew” him a little through his writing. This one really hurts.
    God bless his soul, and God bless his grieving family and all those who love him. You are in my prayers, passionately.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for helping him say goodbye–and may God bless you and bring you peace, too.

  978. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I did feel as though I “knew” him a little through his writing. This one really hurts.
    God bless his soul, and God bless his grieving family and all those who love him. You are in my prayers, passionately.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for helping him say goodbye–and may God bless you and bring you peace, too.

  982. Well, I was just gonna vote to leave 7:47 up.
    Surrounded by the rest, it looks very very small. And Andrew was a blogger on the internet, and the trolls are part of the experience, and I think are pathetic funny in small quantities. I have no energy even to get mad at trolls today.
    But ignore it, delete it, or leave it up. I am not going to fight about it.

  983. Well, I was just gonna vote to leave 7:47 up.
    Surrounded by the rest, it looks very very small. And Andrew was a blogger on the internet, and the trolls are part of the experience, and I think are pathetic funny in small quantities. I have no energy even to get mad at trolls today.
    But ignore it, delete it, or leave it up. I am not going to fight about it.

  984. Well, I was just gonna vote to leave 7:47 up.
    Surrounded by the rest, it looks very very small. And Andrew was a blogger on the internet, and the trolls are part of the experience, and I think are pathetic funny in small quantities. I have no energy even to get mad at trolls today.
    But ignore it, delete it, or leave it up. I am not going to fight about it.

  985. Peace be with you and your loved ones sir. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for having made my life richer with your final words.

  986. Peace be with you and your loved ones sir. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for having made my life richer with your final words.

  987. Peace be with you and your loved ones sir. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for having made my life richer with your final words.

  988. “Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.”
    It’s not worth it, Phil. That person’s soul is shriveled and dead, and that’s a terrible way to go on living.
    We all saw it instantly, so there’s no need for the actual killing, utterly understandable an idea that it is.
    But no soul is a doom unto itself. May it only be that that person was out of their head in passing, and will gain a soul again, sooner or later.

  989. “Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.”
    It’s not worth it, Phil. That person’s soul is shriveled and dead, and that’s a terrible way to go on living.
    We all saw it instantly, so there’s no need for the actual killing, utterly understandable an idea that it is.
    But no soul is a doom unto itself. May it only be that that person was out of their head in passing, and will gain a soul again, sooner or later.

  990. “Man up and own your opinion so everyone can know what a worthless turd you are.”
    It’s not worth it, Phil. That person’s soul is shriveled and dead, and that’s a terrible way to go on living.
    We all saw it instantly, so there’s no need for the actual killing, utterly understandable an idea that it is.
    But no soul is a doom unto itself. May it only be that that person was out of their head in passing, and will gain a soul again, sooner or later.

  997. The people making sacrifices in this war are those wearing the uniform, and their families. Not us. This brave man is dead, and tonight thousands of Soldiers and Marines will wake up, put on their body armor, grab their rifle, and walk our into the streets just like they did yesterday and the day before. They will look at the faces, not knowing who is the enemy. They will walk their patrols because it is their job, and odds are another young American serviceman will be dead tomorrow morning. A Sergeant with three years of service earns a base pay of around $2000 per month.
    Thank you Andy Olmsted and may God look over you and your family. And thank you to those men suiting up to walk the line tonight. We’re losing some of the best among us.

  998. The people making sacrifices in this war are those wearing the uniform, and their families. Not us. This brave man is dead, and tonight thousands of Soldiers and Marines will wake up, put on their body armor, grab their rifle, and walk our into the streets just like they did yesterday and the day before. They will look at the faces, not knowing who is the enemy. They will walk their patrols because it is their job, and odds are another young American serviceman will be dead tomorrow morning. A Sergeant with three years of service earns a base pay of around $2000 per month.
    Thank you Andy Olmsted and may God look over you and your family. And thank you to those men suiting up to walk the line tonight. We’re losing some of the best among us.

  999. The people making sacrifices in this war are those wearing the uniform, and their families. Not us. This brave man is dead, and tonight thousands of Soldiers and Marines will wake up, put on their body armor, grab their rifle, and walk our into the streets just like they did yesterday and the day before. They will look at the faces, not knowing who is the enemy. They will walk their patrols because it is their job, and odds are another young American serviceman will be dead tomorrow morning. A Sergeant with three years of service earns a base pay of around $2000 per month.
    Thank you Andy Olmsted and may God look over you and your family. And thank you to those men suiting up to walk the line tonight. We’re losing some of the best among us.

  1006. Godspeed, sir.
    I am reminded of this letter:
    July 14, 1861
    Camp Clark, Washington
    My very dear Sarah:
    The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .
    I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .
    Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.
    The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .
    But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .
    Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.

  1007. Godspeed, sir.
    I am reminded of this letter:
    July 14, 1861
    Camp Clark, Washington
    My very dear Sarah:
    The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .
    I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .
    Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.
    The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .
    But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .
    Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.

  1008. Godspeed, sir.
    I am reminded of this letter:
    July 14, 1861
    Camp Clark, Washington
    My very dear Sarah:
    The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more . . .
    I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans on the triumph of the Government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and sufferings of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt . . .
    Sarah my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistibly on with all these chains to the battle field.
    The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grown up to honorable manhood, around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar, that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness . . .
    But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again . . .
    Sullivan Ballou was killed a week later at the first Battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.

  1009. re:7:54
    not 7:47, and it may be gone already. And these comments aren’t appropriate so delete them too. Whatever.
    Andrew Olmsted is all over the internets tonight.

  1010. re:7:54
    not 7:47, and it may be gone already. And these comments aren’t appropriate so delete them too. Whatever.
    Andrew Olmsted is all over the internets tonight.

  1011. re:7:54
    not 7:47, and it may be gone already. And these comments aren’t appropriate so delete them too. Whatever.
    Andrew Olmsted is all over the internets tonight.

  1012. I’ve never posted here before and I’ll probably never do so again, but I just wanted to bear witness that Andy’s posts were among the best I’ve ever read (I started reading after the name change, so this is the first time I’ve known his real name). This one was no exception, but like everyone I wish we’d never seen it. He will be missed.

  1013. I’ve never posted here before and I’ll probably never do so again, but I just wanted to bear witness that Andy’s posts were among the best I’ve ever read (I started reading after the name change, so this is the first time I’ve known his real name). This one was no exception, but like everyone I wish we’d never seen it. He will be missed.

  1014. I’ve never posted here before and I’ll probably never do so again, but I just wanted to bear witness that Andy’s posts were among the best I’ve ever read (I started reading after the name change, so this is the first time I’ve known his real name). This one was no exception, but like everyone I wish we’d never seen it. He will be missed.

  1015. Ugh… beyond maudlin. This should have been kept private, shared among friends. Let it be a warning against self-indulgence to other bloggers with a death-post in their night table drawer.

  1016. Ugh… beyond maudlin. This should have been kept private, shared among friends. Let it be a warning against self-indulgence to other bloggers with a death-post in their night table drawer.

  1017. Ugh… beyond maudlin. This should have been kept private, shared among friends. Let it be a warning against self-indulgence to other bloggers with a death-post in their night table drawer.

  1018. Phil: it’s gone.
    Anyone else: I’m trying to keep an eye on these comments, but my eyes are not my long suit just now. So if you spot a comment that strikes you as worthy of some sort of intervention (meaning: either it’s just hateful or it fails to respect his wish that we not politicize his death), please drop me an email at hbok at mac dot com.
    Thanks so much.

  1019. Phil: it’s gone.
    Anyone else: I’m trying to keep an eye on these comments, but my eyes are not my long suit just now. So if you spot a comment that strikes you as worthy of some sort of intervention (meaning: either it’s just hateful or it fails to respect his wish that we not politicize his death), please drop me an email at hbok at mac dot com.
    Thanks so much.

  1020. Phil: it’s gone.
    Anyone else: I’m trying to keep an eye on these comments, but my eyes are not my long suit just now. So if you spot a comment that strikes you as worthy of some sort of intervention (meaning: either it’s just hateful or it fails to respect his wish that we not politicize his death), please drop me an email at hbok at mac dot com.
    Thanks so much.

  1021. asbfld:
    I have every confidence that your post here, along with anything you ever think is noteworthy about your writing or your no doubt heroic life, will garner you at least as much karma as that which you wish on Maj Olmsted and others.
    You ignominious, self-impressed shitheel.

  1022. asbfld:
    I have every confidence that your post here, along with anything you ever think is noteworthy about your writing or your no doubt heroic life, will garner you at least as much karma as that which you wish on Maj Olmsted and others.
    You ignominious, self-impressed shitheel.

  1023. asbfld:
    I have every confidence that your post here, along with anything you ever think is noteworthy about your writing or your no doubt heroic life, will garner you at least as much karma as that which you wish on Maj Olmsted and others.
    You ignominious, self-impressed shitheel.

  1027. Andy will be missed.
    I really didn’t need to cry today.
    I hope his family recovers from the loss of a wonderful man. He’d want them to mourn him, but he’d want them to move on.
    RIP, you willful bastard.

  1028. Andy will be missed.
    I really didn’t need to cry today.
    I hope his family recovers from the loss of a wonderful man. He’d want them to mourn him, but he’d want them to move on.
    RIP, you willful bastard.

  1029. Andy will be missed.
    I really didn’t need to cry today.
    I hope his family recovers from the loss of a wonderful man. He’d want them to mourn him, but he’d want them to move on.
    RIP, you willful bastard.

  1030. I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan. Would he be flattered to reach so many, or embarrassed at such a fuss?
    It would be best of course if people could see these things under less tragic circumstances.

  1031. I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan. Would he be flattered to reach so many, or embarrassed at such a fuss?
    It would be best of course if people could see these things under less tragic circumstances.

  1032. I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan. Would he be flattered to reach so many, or embarrassed at such a fuss?
    It would be best of course if people could see these things under less tragic circumstances.

  1033. My condolences to the Olmsted family.
    Vita mutatur, non tollitur
    “Life is changed, not ended”
    That is my sincere belief and hope.
    “What we do in life, echoes in eternity.”-General Maximus “Gladiator
    God speed

  1034. My condolences to the Olmsted family.
    Vita mutatur, non tollitur
    “Life is changed, not ended”
    That is my sincere belief and hope.
    “What we do in life, echoes in eternity.”-General Maximus “Gladiator
    God speed

  1035. My condolences to the Olmsted family.
    Vita mutatur, non tollitur
    “Life is changed, not ended”
    That is my sincere belief and hope.
    “What we do in life, echoes in eternity.”-General Maximus “Gladiator
    God speed

  1036. “May God stand between you and harm through all the dark places you must walk.”
    My favorite line from B5 (/Egyptian mythology)
    At ease, soldier. Godspeed.

  1037. “May God stand between you and harm through all the dark places you must walk.”
    My favorite line from B5 (/Egyptian mythology)
    At ease, soldier. Godspeed.

  1038. “May God stand between you and harm through all the dark places you must walk.”
    My favorite line from B5 (/Egyptian mythology)
    At ease, soldier. Godspeed.

  1039. I would like to say my condolences to the Olmstead family. They have my thoughts and prayers as they go thru this difficult time. I would also like to say that thier father,husband,son,brother is a patriot just like his brother’s and sister’s that served along with him

  1040. I would like to say my condolences to the Olmstead family. They have my thoughts and prayers as they go thru this difficult time. I would also like to say that thier father,husband,son,brother is a patriot just like his brother’s and sister’s that served along with him

  1041. I would like to say my condolences to the Olmstead family. They have my thoughts and prayers as they go thru this difficult time. I would also like to say that thier father,husband,son,brother is a patriot just like his brother’s and sister’s that served along with him

  1045. Goodby, Andy. I really enjoyed meeting you. One of thepueblo tribes, the Hopis , I think, have the concept of the “valuable person”. Not necessarily an elected person or a person of any rank or weath, but a person of great value because of how that person lived. That’s you. A valuable person. A person who modelled integrity, humility, and decency. Thank you, Andy.

  1046. Goodby, Andy. I really enjoyed meeting you. One of thepueblo tribes, the Hopis , I think, have the concept of the “valuable person”. Not necessarily an elected person or a person of any rank or weath, but a person of great value because of how that person lived. That’s you. A valuable person. A person who modelled integrity, humility, and decency. Thank you, Andy.

  1047. Goodby, Andy. I really enjoyed meeting you. One of thepueblo tribes, the Hopis , I think, have the concept of the “valuable person”. Not necessarily an elected person or a person of any rank or weath, but a person of great value because of how that person lived. That’s you. A valuable person. A person who modelled integrity, humility, and decency. Thank you, Andy.

  1048. I just saw this. It was like a punch in the face. I haven’t known anyone who died in Iraq and while I didn’t really know Andrew, it felt like I did. He was an utterly decent man, and whatever one might think of the Iraq War, he’s the kind of soldier you’d want representing America. My condolences to his family.

  1049. I just saw this. It was like a punch in the face. I haven’t known anyone who died in Iraq and while I didn’t really know Andrew, it felt like I did. He was an utterly decent man, and whatever one might think of the Iraq War, he’s the kind of soldier you’d want representing America. My condolences to his family.

  1050. I just saw this. It was like a punch in the face. I haven’t known anyone who died in Iraq and while I didn’t really know Andrew, it felt like I did. He was an utterly decent man, and whatever one might think of the Iraq War, he’s the kind of soldier you’d want representing America. My condolences to his family.

  1054. What a loss…Major Olmsted, you have done your duty, and now you are with our maker. May God keep watch over your wife and your family, and be a beacon of strength in this time of sorrow. Thank your for your service to our country…you will be missed by your brothers and sisters in uniform and those that read your blog…God Bless you..

  1055. What a loss…Major Olmsted, you have done your duty, and now you are with our maker. May God keep watch over your wife and your family, and be a beacon of strength in this time of sorrow. Thank your for your service to our country…you will be missed by your brothers and sisters in uniform and those that read your blog…God Bless you..

  1056. What a loss…Major Olmsted, you have done your duty, and now you are with our maker. May God keep watch over your wife and your family, and be a beacon of strength in this time of sorrow. Thank your for your service to our country…you will be missed by your brothers and sisters in uniform and those that read your blog…God Bless you..

  1057. “I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan.” …Nate 8:08
    “As with many bloggers, I have a disgustingly large ego, and so I just couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to have the last word if the need arose. Perhaps I take that further than most, I don’t know. I hope so.” ..Andrew
    Feels a little weird that Andrew is the only one singing and dancing and cracking jokes around here. It’s a wake, folks.
    I am gonna crack the bottle, just a nip, for the first time since November 2006. And then put on some Rock & Roll.

  1058. “I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan.” …Nate 8:08
    “As with many bloggers, I have a disgustingly large ego, and so I just couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to have the last word if the need arose. Perhaps I take that further than most, I don’t know. I hope so.” ..Andrew
    Feels a little weird that Andrew is the only one singing and dancing and cracking jokes around here. It’s a wake, folks.
    I am gonna crack the bottle, just a nip, for the first time since November 2006. And then put on some Rock & Roll.

  1059. “I wonder what Andrew would think to know his final post is linked all over both Left and Right Blogistan.” …Nate 8:08
    “As with many bloggers, I have a disgustingly large ego, and so I just couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to have the last word if the need arose. Perhaps I take that further than most, I don’t know. I hope so.” ..Andrew
    Feels a little weird that Andrew is the only one singing and dancing and cracking jokes around here. It’s a wake, folks.
    I am gonna crack the bottle, just a nip, for the first time since November 2006. And then put on some Rock & Roll.

  1060. Many times we don’t think to count the cost until that cost has a name and a face. But that’s how life goes. Godspeed to Andrew, and a warm embrace to his family.
    We can’t learn to appreciate how wonderful the sunshine is without first knowing how terrible the storms are.
    SB | http://www.life3.org

  1061. Many times we don’t think to count the cost until that cost has a name and a face. But that’s how life goes. Godspeed to Andrew, and a warm embrace to his family.
    We can’t learn to appreciate how wonderful the sunshine is without first knowing how terrible the storms are.
    SB | http://www.life3.org

  1062. Many times we don’t think to count the cost until that cost has a name and a face. But that’s how life goes. Godspeed to Andrew, and a warm embrace to his family.
    We can’t learn to appreciate how wonderful the sunshine is without first knowing how terrible the storms are.
    SB | http://www.life3.org

  1063. I have tears too.
    I admit, I’ve only read a few of Andy’s posts, and several of his comments here and at other blogs Bruce Baugh pointed me toward, but that exposure has left me with a good impression, and I am sad that he’s gone.
    My condolences to family and friends. 🙁

  1064. I have tears too.
    I admit, I’ve only read a few of Andy’s posts, and several of his comments here and at other blogs Bruce Baugh pointed me toward, but that exposure has left me with a good impression, and I am sad that he’s gone.
    My condolences to family and friends. 🙁

  1065. I have tears too.
    I admit, I’ve only read a few of Andy’s posts, and several of his comments here and at other blogs Bruce Baugh pointed me toward, but that exposure has left me with a good impression, and I am sad that he’s gone.
    My condolences to family and friends. 🙁

  1066. My condolences to the Olmsted family, his unit and the ObWi community – this is a huge loss.
    Sometimes, words aren’t enough, but damn, he made the most of his. Rest in peace, Andrew – you did good.

  1067. My condolences to the Olmsted family, his unit and the ObWi community – this is a huge loss.
    Sometimes, words aren’t enough, but damn, he made the most of his. Rest in peace, Andrew – you did good.

  1068. My condolences to the Olmsted family, his unit and the ObWi community – this is a huge loss.
    Sometimes, words aren’t enough, but damn, he made the most of his. Rest in peace, Andrew – you did good.

  1072. Sensible:
    May your funeral be surrounded by as much warmth, compassion and good will as Major Olmsted is engendering.

  1073. Sensible:
    May your funeral be surrounded by as much warmth, compassion and good will as Major Olmsted is engendering.

  1074. Sensible:
    May your funeral be surrounded by as much warmth, compassion and good will as Major Olmsted is engendering.

  1081. Well, I think I will put on the Darkness, since they at least sound like they’re from the early 80s, and open a bottle of whisky, and toast the Major.

  1082. Well, I think I will put on the Darkness, since they at least sound like they’re from the early 80s, and open a bottle of whisky, and toast the Major.

  1083. Well, I think I will put on the Darkness, since they at least sound like they’re from the early 80s, and open a bottle of whisky, and toast the Major.

  1084. If we’re going to have a wake, then I guess we should do it proper, but I can’t think of any jokes right now.
    Would it befit a blogger to have tasteful LOLCATS at the wake?
    “SO SAD–I CAN HAZ HUG?”
    “UR IN MAH MEMREEZ”

  1085. If we’re going to have a wake, then I guess we should do it proper, but I can’t think of any jokes right now.
    Would it befit a blogger to have tasteful LOLCATS at the wake?
    “SO SAD–I CAN HAZ HUG?”
    “UR IN MAH MEMREEZ”

  1086. If we’re going to have a wake, then I guess we should do it proper, but I can’t think of any jokes right now.
    Would it befit a blogger to have tasteful LOLCATS at the wake?
    “SO SAD–I CAN HAZ HUG?”
    “UR IN MAH MEMREEZ”

  1087. To Amanda and family:
    You have my deepest condolences…
    I had a very difficult time excepting my own father’s death many years ago. I cannot know your sadness, but we all struggle in different ways in life. Nearly all of us will eventually find deep rewarding happiness in our lives. When I find myself there, I take a moment to remind myself that you cannot regret the past, despite whatever has happened in life. For the present is but a tapestry woven from the past. Changing anything in the past could unravel its history and the present.
    I wish you God’s speed in find that rich deep rewarding happiness in your life once again and can look back on your loss not with sadness but rich inviting memories of the person that you love.
    Manhattan, KS

  1088. To Amanda and family:
    You have my deepest condolences…
    I had a very difficult time excepting my own father’s death many years ago. I cannot know your sadness, but we all struggle in different ways in life. Nearly all of us will eventually find deep rewarding happiness in our lives. When I find myself there, I take a moment to remind myself that you cannot regret the past, despite whatever has happened in life. For the present is but a tapestry woven from the past. Changing anything in the past could unravel its history and the present.
    I wish you God’s speed in find that rich deep rewarding happiness in your life once again and can look back on your loss not with sadness but rich inviting memories of the person that you love.
    Manhattan, KS

  1089. To Amanda and family:
    You have my deepest condolences…
    I had a very difficult time excepting my own father’s death many years ago. I cannot know your sadness, but we all struggle in different ways in life. Nearly all of us will eventually find deep rewarding happiness in our lives. When I find myself there, I take a moment to remind myself that you cannot regret the past, despite whatever has happened in life. For the present is but a tapestry woven from the past. Changing anything in the past could unravel its history and the present.
    I wish you God’s speed in find that rich deep rewarding happiness in your life once again and can look back on your loss not with sadness but rich inviting memories of the person that you love.
    Manhattan, KS

  1090. Go with God, Rest in Peace. I have followed Andy’s blogs for several years and learned much from him. His voice will be missed.

  1091. Go with God, Rest in Peace. I have followed Andy’s blogs for several years and learned much from him. His voice will be missed.

  1092. Go with God, Rest in Peace. I have followed Andy’s blogs for several years and learned much from him. His voice will be missed.

  1093. Another long-time Obsidian Wings lurker here, who always enjoyed and benefited from Andrew’s posts, and who is sitting at the computer crying because he’s gone. My deepest condolences to his friends and loved ones.

  1094. Another long-time Obsidian Wings lurker here, who always enjoyed and benefited from Andrew’s posts, and who is sitting at the computer crying because he’s gone. My deepest condolences to his friends and loved ones.

  1095. Another long-time Obsidian Wings lurker here, who always enjoyed and benefited from Andrew’s posts, and who is sitting at the computer crying because he’s gone. My deepest condolences to his friends and loved ones.

  1096. FRATER, AVE ATQUE VALE
    Through many countries and over many seas
    I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,
    to show this final honour to the dead,
    and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,
    since now fate takes you, even you, from me.
    Oh, Brother, ripped away from me so cruelly,
    now at least take these last offerings, blessed
    by the tradition of our parents, gifts to the dead.
    Accept, by custom, what a brother’s tears drown,
    and, for eternity, Brother, ‘Hail and Farewell’.
    —Catullus

  1097. FRATER, AVE ATQUE VALE
    Through many countries and over many seas
    I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,
    to show this final honour to the dead,
    and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,
    since now fate takes you, even you, from me.
    Oh, Brother, ripped away from me so cruelly,
    now at least take these last offerings, blessed
    by the tradition of our parents, gifts to the dead.
    Accept, by custom, what a brother’s tears drown,
    and, for eternity, Brother, ‘Hail and Farewell’.
    —Catullus

  1098. FRATER, AVE ATQUE VALE
    Through many countries and over many seas
    I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,
    to show this final honour to the dead,
    and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,
    since now fate takes you, even you, from me.
    Oh, Brother, ripped away from me so cruelly,
    now at least take these last offerings, blessed
    by the tradition of our parents, gifts to the dead.
    Accept, by custom, what a brother’s tears drown,
    and, for eternity, Brother, ‘Hail and Farewell’.
    —Catullus

  1099. Dear political commenters,
    Please take a course in reading comprehension because you obviously can’t comprehend what you’ve read. Or you can’t read and didn’t read and can only rant.
    Please take a course in common human courtesy for you have none.
    Please go take a hike to your favorite extreme blog and spew your bile there.
    You dishonor not only a brave man – he had the strength to go where most would not – both in his writings and his actions, but you dishonor his wishes and those of your host here.
    Do you generally go into other people’s homes and as an opening act piss on their carpet? Yes, I thought you did.
    Come back when you grow up.

  1100. Dear political commenters,
    Please take a course in reading comprehension because you obviously can’t comprehend what you’ve read. Or you can’t read and didn’t read and can only rant.
    Please take a course in common human courtesy for you have none.
    Please go take a hike to your favorite extreme blog and spew your bile there.
    You dishonor not only a brave man – he had the strength to go where most would not – both in his writings and his actions, but you dishonor his wishes and those of your host here.
    Do you generally go into other people’s homes and as an opening act piss on their carpet? Yes, I thought you did.
    Come back when you grow up.

  1101. Dear political commenters,
    Please take a course in reading comprehension because you obviously can’t comprehend what you’ve read. Or you can’t read and didn’t read and can only rant.
    Please take a course in common human courtesy for you have none.
    Please go take a hike to your favorite extreme blog and spew your bile there.
    You dishonor not only a brave man – he had the strength to go where most would not – both in his writings and his actions, but you dishonor his wishes and those of your host here.
    Do you generally go into other people’s homes and as an opening act piss on their carpet? Yes, I thought you did.
    Come back when you grow up.

  1105. I have a feeling that Andrew would have been deeply embarrassed at the range of interest in his last post, and then hoping that someone is mapping it out, and working up something interesting to say about information dispersal.

  1106. I have a feeling that Andrew would have been deeply embarrassed at the range of interest in his last post, and then hoping that someone is mapping it out, and working up something interesting to say about information dispersal.

  1107. I have a feeling that Andrew would have been deeply embarrassed at the range of interest in his last post, and then hoping that someone is mapping it out, and working up something interesting to say about information dispersal.

  1114. I cried so much, I can’t even think of what to say – let alone try to do so in another language.
    Andrew and I disagreed about lots of things. Once he started posting on ObWi I also read and sometimes posted on his blog. He did have a temper and I have to put effort into staying calm and reasoned myself (though having to translate your remarks helps…) so it wasn’t always smooth.
    But there are people with whom you can disagree without feeling that the person can be disregarded easily. You feel that they are honest, have integrity and are worthy of respect. If there positions differ from yours, you take extra time to rethink your own thoughts and feelings about the subject.
    Andrew made me think harder, which is always a good thing. He also made me laugh, and we both really loved Babylon 5. I remember a thread where we discussed mainly in B5 quotes. I confess to looking up mine (quotes are not my strong suit) and he may have looked up his, but it was fun.
    B5 already was associated with untimely deaths, as Gary reminded us of earlier. Though it is one of my all time favourites I don’t think I will ever watch it without being reminded of Andrew.
    In the Netherlands we celebrate our liberty and freedom on May 5th, but we commemorate the war death on may 4th. Originally we mainly thought about the people who died in WW2, but the last decades May 4th is used to commemorate all the people who lost their lives in war and armed conflict. The soldiers who lost their lives in a war, believing they did a good thing and that they protected the greater good, were always a big part of what I thought of during the two minutes silence we hold on that day. As from today they will have a name for me.
    Sorry if I botched up the language – I’ve cried so much that my brain feels like cotton wool. I just feel that one shouldn’t be at a wake and not share something personal.

  1115. I cried so much, I can’t even think of what to say – let alone try to do so in another language.
    Andrew and I disagreed about lots of things. Once he started posting on ObWi I also read and sometimes posted on his blog. He did have a temper and I have to put effort into staying calm and reasoned myself (though having to translate your remarks helps…) so it wasn’t always smooth.
    But there are people with whom you can disagree without feeling that the person can be disregarded easily. You feel that they are honest, have integrity and are worthy of respect. If there positions differ from yours, you take extra time to rethink your own thoughts and feelings about the subject.
    Andrew made me think harder, which is always a good thing. He also made me laugh, and we both really loved Babylon 5. I remember a thread where we discussed mainly in B5 quotes. I confess to looking up mine (quotes are not my strong suit) and he may have looked up his, but it was fun.
    B5 already was associated with untimely deaths, as Gary reminded us of earlier. Though it is one of my all time favourites I don’t think I will ever watch it without being reminded of Andrew.
    In the Netherlands we celebrate our liberty and freedom on May 5th, but we commemorate the war death on may 4th. Originally we mainly thought about the people who died in WW2, but the last decades May 4th is used to commemorate all the people who lost their lives in war and armed conflict. The soldiers who lost their lives in a war, believing they did a good thing and that they protected the greater good, were always a big part of what I thought of during the two minutes silence we hold on that day. As from today they will have a name for me.
    Sorry if I botched up the language – I’ve cried so much that my brain feels like cotton wool. I just feel that one shouldn’t be at a wake and not share something personal.

  1116. I cried so much, I can’t even think of what to say – let alone try to do so in another language.
    Andrew and I disagreed about lots of things. Once he started posting on ObWi I also read and sometimes posted on his blog. He did have a temper and I have to put effort into staying calm and reasoned myself (though having to translate your remarks helps…) so it wasn’t always smooth.
    But there are people with whom you can disagree without feeling that the person can be disregarded easily. You feel that they are honest, have integrity and are worthy of respect. If there positions differ from yours, you take extra time to rethink your own thoughts and feelings about the subject.
    Andrew made me think harder, which is always a good thing. He also made me laugh, and we both really loved Babylon 5. I remember a thread where we discussed mainly in B5 quotes. I confess to looking up mine (quotes are not my strong suit) and he may have looked up his, but it was fun.
    B5 already was associated with untimely deaths, as Gary reminded us of earlier. Though it is one of my all time favourites I don’t think I will ever watch it without being reminded of Andrew.
    In the Netherlands we celebrate our liberty and freedom on May 5th, but we commemorate the war death on may 4th. Originally we mainly thought about the people who died in WW2, but the last decades May 4th is used to commemorate all the people who lost their lives in war and armed conflict. The soldiers who lost their lives in a war, believing they did a good thing and that they protected the greater good, were always a big part of what I thought of during the two minutes silence we hold on that day. As from today they will have a name for me.
    Sorry if I botched up the language – I’ve cried so much that my brain feels like cotton wool. I just feel that one shouldn’t be at a wake and not share something personal.

  1117. I was late hearing this sad news. My condolences to Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends and my prayers for his soul.
    My grandchildren slept safe in their beds again last night, as they have every night. Who would have taken a bet on that on the night of 9/11/01? THAT is what Maj. Olmsted did with his life.

  1118. I was late hearing this sad news. My condolences to Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends and my prayers for his soul.
    My grandchildren slept safe in their beds again last night, as they have every night. Who would have taken a bet on that on the night of 9/11/01? THAT is what Maj. Olmsted did with his life.

  1119. I was late hearing this sad news. My condolences to Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends and my prayers for his soul.
    My grandchildren slept safe in their beds again last night, as they have every night. Who would have taken a bet on that on the night of 9/11/01? THAT is what Maj. Olmsted did with his life.

  1120. This was a very moving piece… Sad beyond words. RIP Andy. I didn’t know you but you seemed to have been a very intelligent interesting person.

  1121. This was a very moving piece… Sad beyond words. RIP Andy. I didn’t know you but you seemed to have been a very intelligent interesting person.

  1122. This was a very moving piece… Sad beyond words. RIP Andy. I didn’t know you but you seemed to have been a very intelligent interesting person.

  1123. “…we do what we’re told
    told to do…
    one doubt
    one voice
    one war
    one truth
    one dream”
    -from “Milgram’s 37”, Peter Gabriel, So

  1125. “…we do what we’re told
    told to do…
    one doubt
    one voice
    one war
    one truth
    one dream”
    -from “Milgram’s 37”, Peter Gabriel, So

  1127. “…we do what we’re told
    told to do…
    one doubt
    one voice
    one war
    one truth
    one dream”
    -from “Milgram’s 37”, Peter Gabriel, So

  1129. Sensible: Ugh… beyond maudlin.
    First, our Ugh has already expressed himself, and just as we would expect.
    This should have been kept private, shared among friends.
    If you don’t get that this was, then screw you, and may I say for my first time here – fuck you.

  1130. Sensible: Ugh… beyond maudlin.
    First, our Ugh has already expressed himself, and just as we would expect.
    This should have been kept private, shared among friends.
    If you don’t get that this was, then screw you, and may I say for my first time here – fuck you.

  1131. Sensible: Ugh… beyond maudlin.
    First, our Ugh has already expressed himself, and just as we would expect.
    This should have been kept private, shared among friends.
    If you don’t get that this was, then screw you, and may I say for my first time here – fuck you.

  1132. The first song that came to mind was Bon Jovi’s “Blaze of Glory”. It was a little too appropriate.
    I should not have read this at work. Despite Andy’s admonition, I couldn’t help the tears, and had to leave early today.
    His death is a loss to all of us, whether any given individual knows it or not. Despite that loss, I do not regret that he died performing his duty, because that is what he loved and how he would’ve wanted it. I only regret that I did not get to know him better than I did while I had the chance.

  1133. The first song that came to mind was Bon Jovi’s “Blaze of Glory”. It was a little too appropriate.
    I should not have read this at work. Despite Andy’s admonition, I couldn’t help the tears, and had to leave early today.
    His death is a loss to all of us, whether any given individual knows it or not. Despite that loss, I do not regret that he died performing his duty, because that is what he loved and how he would’ve wanted it. I only regret that I did not get to know him better than I did while I had the chance.

  1134. The first song that came to mind was Bon Jovi’s “Blaze of Glory”. It was a little too appropriate.
    I should not have read this at work. Despite Andy’s admonition, I couldn’t help the tears, and had to leave early today.
    His death is a loss to all of us, whether any given individual knows it or not. Despite that loss, I do not regret that he died performing his duty, because that is what he loved and how he would’ve wanted it. I only regret that I did not get to know him better than I did while I had the chance.

  1135. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1136. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1137. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1138. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1139. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1140. His words drew a picture of an honorable and brave human being that I “met” only on the internet and whose premature passing I sincerely mourn.

  1141. To Major Olmstead: Thank you.
    To his family: Thank you for helping to form the character of a man who faced making the ultimate sacrifice on a day to day basis, and continued to do what was asked of him. No one can repay you adequately for that. I’m very sorry for your loss.
    A veteran myself, I can say that the military needs the best type of individual, and there’s little to attract that type of individual–but Major Olmstead was obviously one of the best. God give him peace.

  1142. To Major Olmstead: Thank you.
    To his family: Thank you for helping to form the character of a man who faced making the ultimate sacrifice on a day to day basis, and continued to do what was asked of him. No one can repay you adequately for that. I’m very sorry for your loss.
    A veteran myself, I can say that the military needs the best type of individual, and there’s little to attract that type of individual–but Major Olmstead was obviously one of the best. God give him peace.

  1143. To Major Olmstead: Thank you.
    To his family: Thank you for helping to form the character of a man who faced making the ultimate sacrifice on a day to day basis, and continued to do what was asked of him. No one can repay you adequately for that. I’m very sorry for your loss.
    A veteran myself, I can say that the military needs the best type of individual, and there’s little to attract that type of individual–but Major Olmstead was obviously one of the best. God give him peace.

  1144. Didn’t know Andy. Have never read anything he posted before StumbleUpon brought me here tonite. Having read many of the posts that you folks left here though, I think I would have liked Andrew and would have enjoyed having some conversation with him. It’s obvious from the comments that he was and will remain for some time, a significant influence in many people’s lives. My deepest and most sincere condolences to his family, friends, and those of us in the world who never got the chance to meet him.

  1145. Didn’t know Andy. Have never read anything he posted before StumbleUpon brought me here tonite. Having read many of the posts that you folks left here though, I think I would have liked Andrew and would have enjoyed having some conversation with him. It’s obvious from the comments that he was and will remain for some time, a significant influence in many people’s lives. My deepest and most sincere condolences to his family, friends, and those of us in the world who never got the chance to meet him.

  1146. Didn’t know Andy. Have never read anything he posted before StumbleUpon brought me here tonite. Having read many of the posts that you folks left here though, I think I would have liked Andrew and would have enjoyed having some conversation with him. It’s obvious from the comments that he was and will remain for some time, a significant influence in many people’s lives. My deepest and most sincere condolences to his family, friends, and those of us in the world who never got the chance to meet him.

  1150. I’m new to the Obsidian Wings community, but I recognize that name – G’Kar. I knew nothing about him except that we shared a conversation a few times. I never knew he was in Iraq, or that he was married. I never knew if he was a good person, or bad. I never knew Andy Olmstead, but I feel a loss at his death. The world just seems a little more empty.
    It just seems so… unnecessary.
    hilzoy, sebastian, gary farber – and everyone else that knew G’Kar – I’m so sorry for your loss.

  1151. I’m new to the Obsidian Wings community, but I recognize that name – G’Kar. I knew nothing about him except that we shared a conversation a few times. I never knew he was in Iraq, or that he was married. I never knew if he was a good person, or bad. I never knew Andy Olmstead, but I feel a loss at his death. The world just seems a little more empty.
    It just seems so… unnecessary.
    hilzoy, sebastian, gary farber – and everyone else that knew G’Kar – I’m so sorry for your loss.

  1152. I’m new to the Obsidian Wings community, but I recognize that name – G’Kar. I knew nothing about him except that we shared a conversation a few times. I never knew he was in Iraq, or that he was married. I never knew if he was a good person, or bad. I never knew Andy Olmstead, but I feel a loss at his death. The world just seems a little more empty.
    It just seems so… unnecessary.
    hilzoy, sebastian, gary farber – and everyone else that knew G’Kar – I’m so sorry for your loss.

  1153. In his posts Andrew always struck me as an intelligent, thoughtful, compassionate person, and his opinions were leavened with a self-awareness of his limitations.
    Every day is precious.

  1154. In his posts Andrew always struck me as an intelligent, thoughtful, compassionate person, and his opinions were leavened with a self-awareness of his limitations.
    Every day is precious.

  1155. In his posts Andrew always struck me as an intelligent, thoughtful, compassionate person, and his opinions were leavened with a self-awareness of his limitations.
    Every day is precious.

  1159. Andrew, I did not know you.
    I do not know your friends and family.
    I do however, feel such a great loss. I have tears swelling up in my eyes as I write this, and my heart and prayers go to your loved ones and family. My God give them all the strength during this time of need.
    Those men and women in our military are people of such awesome character and bravery. Their constant self sacrifices will never, ever cease to amaze me. My heart goes out to every single one of them; I thank you for your Military service. My hat is off to you all.
    And finally …
    Andrew, your bravery will never, ever be forgotten. We’re all very proud of you for your service, and even more thankful for your bravery and ultimate sacrifice. You sir, are a true American, a true patriot, and an Angel of freedom.
    God speed, Andrew.

  1160. Andrew, I did not know you.
    I do not know your friends and family.
    I do however, feel such a great loss. I have tears swelling up in my eyes as I write this, and my heart and prayers go to your loved ones and family. My God give them all the strength during this time of need.
    Those men and women in our military are people of such awesome character and bravery. Their constant self sacrifices will never, ever cease to amaze me. My heart goes out to every single one of them; I thank you for your Military service. My hat is off to you all.
    And finally …
    Andrew, your bravery will never, ever be forgotten. We’re all very proud of you for your service, and even more thankful for your bravery and ultimate sacrifice. You sir, are a true American, a true patriot, and an Angel of freedom.
    God speed, Andrew.

  1161. Andrew, I did not know you.
    I do not know your friends and family.
    I do however, feel such a great loss. I have tears swelling up in my eyes as I write this, and my heart and prayers go to your loved ones and family. My God give them all the strength during this time of need.
    Those men and women in our military are people of such awesome character and bravery. Their constant self sacrifices will never, ever cease to amaze me. My heart goes out to every single one of them; I thank you for your Military service. My hat is off to you all.
    And finally …
    Andrew, your bravery will never, ever be forgotten. We’re all very proud of you for your service, and even more thankful for your bravery and ultimate sacrifice. You sir, are a true American, a true patriot, and an Angel of freedom.
    God speed, Andrew.

  1162. Sadly, I never knew the Major and have just discovered his site.
    So I have only a few words:
    Hand Salute!
    Two!

  1163. Sadly, I never knew the Major and have just discovered his site.
    So I have only a few words:
    Hand Salute!
    Two!

  1164. Sadly, I never knew the Major and have just discovered his site.
    So I have only a few words:
    Hand Salute!
    Two!

  1165. never been….here never…read another post..but this one was enough god bless you man may He guide you to his lowing arms and may He shelter and comfort those whom have lost you the world is darker for your passing….a good man a good american god bless your soul..rest in peace now its our turn

  1166. never been….here never…read another post..but this one was enough god bless you man may He guide you to his lowing arms and may He shelter and comfort those whom have lost you the world is darker for your passing….a good man a good american god bless your soul..rest in peace now its our turn

  1167. never been….here never…read another post..but this one was enough god bless you man may He guide you to his lowing arms and may He shelter and comfort those whom have lost you the world is darker for your passing….a good man a good american god bless your soul..rest in peace now its our turn

  1168. OCSteve – Thanks, hon, for your response to “Sensible”. You said it for me (and lots of us, I suspect).
    hil – Lord, what can I say, except that this is really really hard, and I feel rotten for you and all of Andy’s friends.
    To Andy’s family – I’m glad you are here and can put up with all the back-and-forth in order to see how much he was valued.

  1169. OCSteve – Thanks, hon, for your response to “Sensible”. You said it for me (and lots of us, I suspect).
    hil – Lord, what can I say, except that this is really really hard, and I feel rotten for you and all of Andy’s friends.
    To Andy’s family – I’m glad you are here and can put up with all the back-and-forth in order to see how much he was valued.

  1170. OCSteve – Thanks, hon, for your response to “Sensible”. You said it for me (and lots of us, I suspect).
    hil – Lord, what can I say, except that this is really really hard, and I feel rotten for you and all of Andy’s friends.
    To Andy’s family – I’m glad you are here and can put up with all the back-and-forth in order to see how much he was valued.

  1171. You may have wondered about the existence of an afterlife, major, but there must be such a thing because honorable souls such as yours cannot possibly be condemned to darkness. God will find you whether or not you believe, and will take you in His arms.
    Hope you don’t mind an old Navy vet offering his salute. R.I.P Major and may your family find their own with your passing.

  1172. You may have wondered about the existence of an afterlife, major, but there must be such a thing because honorable souls such as yours cannot possibly be condemned to darkness. God will find you whether or not you believe, and will take you in His arms.
    Hope you don’t mind an old Navy vet offering his salute. R.I.P Major and may your family find their own with your passing.

  1173. You may have wondered about the existence of an afterlife, major, but there must be such a thing because honorable souls such as yours cannot possibly be condemned to darkness. God will find you whether or not you believe, and will take you in His arms.
    Hope you don’t mind an old Navy vet offering his salute. R.I.P Major and may your family find their own with your passing.

  1174. I didn’t know Andy, but did want to leave a comment that reflects my gratitude to him, for his love for his country, and freedom, as a soldier, and knowing the cost…regardless of the political differences between anyone on the merits of being in Iraq. His own words, expressed so well, say why he was there, and I respect him for that. My prayers and condolences go out to his wife and family for their great loss.

  1175. I didn’t know Andy, but did want to leave a comment that reflects my gratitude to him, for his love for his country, and freedom, as a soldier, and knowing the cost…regardless of the political differences between anyone on the merits of being in Iraq. His own words, expressed so well, say why he was there, and I respect him for that. My prayers and condolences go out to his wife and family for their great loss.

  1176. I didn’t know Andy, but did want to leave a comment that reflects my gratitude to him, for his love for his country, and freedom, as a soldier, and knowing the cost…regardless of the political differences between anyone on the merits of being in Iraq. His own words, expressed so well, say why he was there, and I respect him for that. My prayers and condolences go out to his wife and family for their great loss.

  1177. If there are blogs in heaven, I hope you’re posting. It’s an awful thing to write your own last earthly post, but he went out his way. My condolences.

  1178. If there are blogs in heaven, I hope you’re posting. It’s an awful thing to write your own last earthly post, but he went out his way. My condolences.

  1179. If there are blogs in heaven, I hope you’re posting. It’s an awful thing to write your own last earthly post, but he went out his way. My condolences.

  1180. I sat crying at my desk at work. The paragraphs dedicated to his wife are among the most wonderful, powerful, and sad things I’ve ever read in my entire life.

  1181. I sat crying at my desk at work. The paragraphs dedicated to his wife are among the most wonderful, powerful, and sad things I’ve ever read in my entire life.

  1182. I sat crying at my desk at work. The paragraphs dedicated to his wife are among the most wonderful, powerful, and sad things I’ve ever read in my entire life.

  1183. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    …
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    Wife: So, you’re real upset over this person you never actually met?
    Me: Yeah.
    W: Huh?
    Me: Well, I still felt like I knew him. He was decent, and honest, and funny, and sometimes a real pain in the ass. You know, a real person?
    W: But this was online? You never met him even once?
    Me: Nope. Read him a while, argued with him a bit. Never met him…
    W: Huh?
    Me: Yeah…
    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?
    Me: Later honey…

  1184. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    …
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    Wife: So, you’re real upset over this person you never actually met?
    Me: Yeah.
    W: Huh?
    Me: Well, I still felt like I knew him. He was decent, and honest, and funny, and sometimes a real pain in the ass. You know, a real person?
    W: But this was online? You never met him even once?
    Me: Nope. Read him a while, argued with him a bit. Never met him…
    W: Huh?
    Me: Yeah…
    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?
    Me: Later honey…

  1185. I now have to explain to my wife why I have had tears running down my cheeks all afternoon.
    …
    Try explaining it to coworkers. I have to keep dashing to the washroom to dab and check for blotchiness.
    Wife: So, you’re real upset over this person you never actually met?
    Me: Yeah.
    W: Huh?
    Me: Well, I still felt like I knew him. He was decent, and honest, and funny, and sometimes a real pain in the ass. You know, a real person?
    W: But this was online? You never met him even once?
    Me: Nope. Read him a while, argued with him a bit. Never met him…
    W: Huh?
    Me: Yeah…
    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?
    Me: Later honey…

  1189. I just read Andrew’s last blog post. This former Marine salutes him for his honesty, his lucid commentary about his death, and I pray for his family that they are able to bear the fallout of losing a father, son, husband, and friend. I will honor him with a prayer tonight (as I hope many others do as well). I didn’t fight in any war, but I served for 7 years. I was lucky, I came home in one piece and just a bit sore (having aged 14 years in 7). But I get to see my children and my family (so I feel a tad guilty). And then I remember that some of us who were lucky need to be around to honor our fallen comrades…. and so I shall (with my every being). I know it isn’t enough. I’ll start by stopping by the VA hospital as soon as possible to stop by a ward and lend a hand. Then I will take home a serviceman next christmas. I will contribute to a fund for the families of those who have fallen.
    I know it is not enough. It is never enough. But Andrew helped me today by reminding me why I came to this country, served this country, and continue to live in this country (and openly tell others who jeer us that they know not how much the US has contributed to this world and that we are human also…. and also knowing that most people in this world would give anything to live here as well…. and many try despite our laws and borders).
    All because of the sacrifice of those like Andrew.
    I am humbled by his last post….. and am lost for fitting words, as there are none. But I tried……

  1190. I just read Andrew’s last blog post. This former Marine salutes him for his honesty, his lucid commentary about his death, and I pray for his family that they are able to bear the fallout of losing a father, son, husband, and friend. I will honor him with a prayer tonight (as I hope many others do as well). I didn’t fight in any war, but I served for 7 years. I was lucky, I came home in one piece and just a bit sore (having aged 14 years in 7). But I get to see my children and my family (so I feel a tad guilty). And then I remember that some of us who were lucky need to be around to honor our fallen comrades…. and so I shall (with my every being). I know it isn’t enough. I’ll start by stopping by the VA hospital as soon as possible to stop by a ward and lend a hand. Then I will take home a serviceman next christmas. I will contribute to a fund for the families of those who have fallen.
    I know it is not enough. It is never enough. But Andrew helped me today by reminding me why I came to this country, served this country, and continue to live in this country (and openly tell others who jeer us that they know not how much the US has contributed to this world and that we are human also…. and also knowing that most people in this world would give anything to live here as well…. and many try despite our laws and borders).
    All because of the sacrifice of those like Andrew.
    I am humbled by his last post….. and am lost for fitting words, as there are none. But I tried……

  1191. I just read Andrew’s last blog post. This former Marine salutes him for his honesty, his lucid commentary about his death, and I pray for his family that they are able to bear the fallout of losing a father, son, husband, and friend. I will honor him with a prayer tonight (as I hope many others do as well). I didn’t fight in any war, but I served for 7 years. I was lucky, I came home in one piece and just a bit sore (having aged 14 years in 7). But I get to see my children and my family (so I feel a tad guilty). And then I remember that some of us who were lucky need to be around to honor our fallen comrades…. and so I shall (with my every being). I know it isn’t enough. I’ll start by stopping by the VA hospital as soon as possible to stop by a ward and lend a hand. Then I will take home a serviceman next christmas. I will contribute to a fund for the families of those who have fallen.
    I know it is not enough. It is never enough. But Andrew helped me today by reminding me why I came to this country, served this country, and continue to live in this country (and openly tell others who jeer us that they know not how much the US has contributed to this world and that we are human also…. and also knowing that most people in this world would give anything to live here as well…. and many try despite our laws and borders).
    All because of the sacrifice of those like Andrew.
    I am humbled by his last post….. and am lost for fitting words, as there are none. But I tried……

  1198. Andy, you will always have a place of honor in my blog and in my heart. Thanks for having the conviction to do what you thought needed to be done, thanks for being a great blogger and for sharing your life with us.
    Your brothers will always be with you.
    Shine on brother, shine on……..

  1199. Andy, you will always have a place of honor in my blog and in my heart. Thanks for having the conviction to do what you thought needed to be done, thanks for being a great blogger and for sharing your life with us.
    Your brothers will always be with you.
    Shine on brother, shine on……..

  1200. Andy, you will always have a place of honor in my blog and in my heart. Thanks for having the conviction to do what you thought needed to be done, thanks for being a great blogger and for sharing your life with us.
    Your brothers will always be with you.
    Shine on brother, shine on……..

  1201. Andrew posted this bit of Tennyson once “as an antidote to the unhappy stuff” in a poetry thread:

    Come, my friends
    ‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
    Push off, and sitting well in order smite
    The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
    To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
    Of all the western stars, until I die.
    It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
    It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
    And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
    Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
    We are not now that strength which in old days
    Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
    One equal temper of heroic hearts,
    Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
    To strive, to seek, to find, and not to
    yield.

  1202. Andrew posted this bit of Tennyson once “as an antidote to the unhappy stuff” in a poetry thread:

    Come, my friends
    ‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
    Push off, and sitting well in order smite
    The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
    To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
    Of all the western stars, until I die.
    It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
    It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
    And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
    Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
    We are not now that strength which in old days
    Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
    One equal temper of heroic hearts,
    Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
    To strive, to seek, to find, and not to
    yield.

  1203. Andrew posted this bit of Tennyson once “as an antidote to the unhappy stuff” in a poetry thread:

    Come, my friends
    ‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
    Push off, and sitting well in order smite
    The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
    To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
    Of all the western stars, until I die.
    It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
    It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
    And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
    Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
    We are not now that strength which in old days
    Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
    One equal temper of heroic hearts,
    Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
    To strive, to seek, to find, and not to
    yield.

  1204. I wasn’t a frequent reader of OW, but I always found Major Olmsted’s posts thoughtful and thought provoking on the occasions when I stopped in. My deepest sympathy to the Olmsted family, and my sincerest thanks for your service. Godspeed, good sir.

  1205. I wasn’t a frequent reader of OW, but I always found Major Olmsted’s posts thoughtful and thought provoking on the occasions when I stopped in. My deepest sympathy to the Olmsted family, and my sincerest thanks for your service. Godspeed, good sir.

  1206. I wasn’t a frequent reader of OW, but I always found Major Olmsted’s posts thoughtful and thought provoking on the occasions when I stopped in. My deepest sympathy to the Olmsted family, and my sincerest thanks for your service. Godspeed, good sir.

  1207. Jes: Andy and the unit had adopted a cat and a dog that were running around wild. A little less than a week ago, I think, I was talking to Andy on the phone, and the cat was howling in the background, and Andy was trying to get him to eat, without success. Andy loved the cat.
    And the punchline to this story is: Andy was allergic to cats. Every stroke and every tummy rub had to be paid for in antihistamines. But that never stopped Andy.

  1208. Jes: Andy and the unit had adopted a cat and a dog that were running around wild. A little less than a week ago, I think, I was talking to Andy on the phone, and the cat was howling in the background, and Andy was trying to get him to eat, without success. Andy loved the cat.
    And the punchline to this story is: Andy was allergic to cats. Every stroke and every tummy rub had to be paid for in antihistamines. But that never stopped Andy.

  1209. Jes: Andy and the unit had adopted a cat and a dog that were running around wild. A little less than a week ago, I think, I was talking to Andy on the phone, and the cat was howling in the background, and Andy was trying to get him to eat, without success. Andy loved the cat.
    And the punchline to this story is: Andy was allergic to cats. Every stroke and every tummy rub had to be paid for in antihistamines. But that never stopped Andy.

  1210. I did not know this man, but reading both his farewell posting and the outpouring of grief here has left me touched and heartbroken. I only hope when all is said and done I have been half the Soldier and husband he was.
    Jesse (Medic / SSG Oregon Army National Guard)

  1211. I did not know this man, but reading both his farewell posting and the outpouring of grief here has left me touched and heartbroken. I only hope when all is said and done I have been half the Soldier and husband he was.
    Jesse (Medic / SSG Oregon Army National Guard)

  1212. I did not know this man, but reading both his farewell posting and the outpouring of grief here has left me touched and heartbroken. I only hope when all is said and done I have been half the Soldier and husband he was.
    Jesse (Medic / SSG Oregon Army National Guard)

  1213. Yet another long time lurker. I’m so sad. But, ya know, I’m going to find some appropriate music and celebrate tonight the life of a man I didn’t know except through his posts. God bless his friends and family and give them strength. I’m going to miss him.

  1214. Yet another long time lurker. I’m so sad. But, ya know, I’m going to find some appropriate music and celebrate tonight the life of a man I didn’t know except through his posts. God bless his friends and family and give them strength. I’m going to miss him.

  1215. Yet another long time lurker. I’m so sad. But, ya know, I’m going to find some appropriate music and celebrate tonight the life of a man I didn’t know except through his posts. God bless his friends and family and give them strength. I’m going to miss him.

  1222. WAR: Andrew Olmsted, RIP

    I encountered him only intermittently on the web (see here, here and here), but Andrew Olmsted was part of the larger community of bloggers, and he was serving his country in Iraq when he was killed yesterday. You can read…

  1223. WAR: Andrew Olmsted, RIP

    I encountered him only intermittently on the web (see here, here and here), but Andrew Olmsted was part of the larger community of bloggers, and he was serving his country in Iraq when he was killed yesterday. You can read…

  1224. WAR: Andrew Olmsted, RIP

    I encountered him only intermittently on the web (see here, here and here), but Andrew Olmsted was part of the larger community of bloggers, and he was serving his country in Iraq when he was killed yesterday. You can read…

  1225. I have, until now, been fortunate enough never to have known anyone who got killed in Iraq. I can’t say that anymore–even though this is the only thing of Andy’s I ever read.
    Peace be on him, his family . . . and all of us.

  1226. I have, until now, been fortunate enough never to have known anyone who got killed in Iraq. I can’t say that anymore–even though this is the only thing of Andy’s I ever read.
    Peace be on him, his family . . . and all of us.

  1227. I have, until now, been fortunate enough never to have known anyone who got killed in Iraq. I can’t say that anymore–even though this is the only thing of Andy’s I ever read.
    Peace be on him, his family . . . and all of us.

  1231. This old soldier sheds a tear for this fallen hero, General George Patton, “We should not morn the death of these fine young men, we should thank god that they lived.” Thank you sir for making the world a safer place for me and my family.

  1232. This old soldier sheds a tear for this fallen hero, General George Patton, “We should not morn the death of these fine young men, we should thank god that they lived.” Thank you sir for making the world a safer place for me and my family.

  1233. This old soldier sheds a tear for this fallen hero, General George Patton, “We should not morn the death of these fine young men, we should thank god that they lived.” Thank you sir for making the world a safer place for me and my family.

  1234. My deepest condolences to Andy’s family, friends and loved ones. The world will be a less thoughtful and wonderful place without this fantastic young man. Rest in Peace Andy and thank you for your sacrifice. I believe there is an afterlife and you will see your beloved Amanda and loved ones again. Until then, may you soar with the angels. I am richer for having read your entry and sadder that you are no longer among us. Thank you Andy and God bless.

  1235. My deepest condolences to Andy’s family, friends and loved ones. The world will be a less thoughtful and wonderful place without this fantastic young man. Rest in Peace Andy and thank you for your sacrifice. I believe there is an afterlife and you will see your beloved Amanda and loved ones again. Until then, may you soar with the angels. I am richer for having read your entry and sadder that you are no longer among us. Thank you Andy and God bless.

  1236. My deepest condolences to Andy’s family, friends and loved ones. The world will be a less thoughtful and wonderful place without this fantastic young man. Rest in Peace Andy and thank you for your sacrifice. I believe there is an afterlife and you will see your beloved Amanda and loved ones again. Until then, may you soar with the angels. I am richer for having read your entry and sadder that you are no longer among us. Thank you Andy and God bless.

  1240. so sad for everybody
    beautiful last words
    hope Andy is in heaven along with many many Iraqis
    hope there’s a God

  1241. so sad for everybody
    beautiful last words
    hope Andy is in heaven along with many many Iraqis
    hope there’s a God

  1242. so sad for everybody
    beautiful last words
    hope Andy is in heaven along with many many Iraqis
    hope there’s a God

  1243. I was also lucky to read Andy a few times.
    I want to share some words that Andy’s life made me think of. I try and live them myself.
    “….That he not busy being being born
    Is busy dying…..” Dob Dylan
    I think we can safely say that Andy didn’t spend much time dying. May peace be with his soul if their be such a thing and for us that march forward with his reflection on the world.

  1244. I was also lucky to read Andy a few times.
    I want to share some words that Andy’s life made me think of. I try and live them myself.
    “….That he not busy being being born
    Is busy dying…..” Dob Dylan
    I think we can safely say that Andy didn’t spend much time dying. May peace be with his soul if their be such a thing and for us that march forward with his reflection on the world.

  1245. I was also lucky to read Andy a few times.
    I want to share some words that Andy’s life made me think of. I try and live them myself.
    “….That he not busy being being born
    Is busy dying…..” Dob Dylan
    I think we can safely say that Andy didn’t spend much time dying. May peace be with his soul if their be such a thing and for us that march forward with his reflection on the world.

  1246. Thank you, Hilzoy, Gary, the Olmsteds, et al. I mainly knew Andrew as the recipient of what he wrote on his original blog, some comments, an email or two long ago.
    My respect for his tone, demeanor, knowledge and evenhandedness was always large and will remain so.
    The picture in the RMNews really surprised me, as I had no idea he was so young. And though I never had the pleasure of knowing him real time, like Mr. Smith Going to Washington, the trait that was always vividly projected across the monitor was the greatest I can think of any person: decent.
    I’m sure Andrew was that and I thank you each for whatever part you had in making him so.

  1247. Thank you, Hilzoy, Gary, the Olmsteds, et al. I mainly knew Andrew as the recipient of what he wrote on his original blog, some comments, an email or two long ago.
    My respect for his tone, demeanor, knowledge and evenhandedness was always large and will remain so.
    The picture in the RMNews really surprised me, as I had no idea he was so young. And though I never had the pleasure of knowing him real time, like Mr. Smith Going to Washington, the trait that was always vividly projected across the monitor was the greatest I can think of any person: decent.
    I’m sure Andrew was that and I thank you each for whatever part you had in making him so.

  1248. Thank you, Hilzoy, Gary, the Olmsteds, et al. I mainly knew Andrew as the recipient of what he wrote on his original blog, some comments, an email or two long ago.
    My respect for his tone, demeanor, knowledge and evenhandedness was always large and will remain so.
    The picture in the RMNews really surprised me, as I had no idea he was so young. And though I never had the pleasure of knowing him real time, like Mr. Smith Going to Washington, the trait that was always vividly projected across the monitor was the greatest I can think of any person: decent.
    I’m sure Andrew was that and I thank you each for whatever part you had in making him so.

  1249. I am sorry for your loss of an bright spirit. I shall raise a glass.
    Indeed “Tho’ much is taken, much abides”

  1250. I am sorry for your loss of an bright spirit. I shall raise a glass.
    Indeed “Tho’ much is taken, much abides”

  1251. I am sorry for your loss of an bright spirit. I shall raise a glass.
    Indeed “Tho’ much is taken, much abides”

  1252. Hilzoy, thank you so much for taking on the role of Andrew’s bloggy executor. It means a lot to a lot of people.
    I’ve been pretty broken up since this afternoon. Regarding Andrew’s request for 80s music, though, he once told me that this was one of his favorite songs.

  1253. Hilzoy, thank you so much for taking on the role of Andrew’s bloggy executor. It means a lot to a lot of people.
    I’ve been pretty broken up since this afternoon. Regarding Andrew’s request for 80s music, though, he once told me that this was one of his favorite songs.

  1254. Hilzoy, thank you so much for taking on the role of Andrew’s bloggy executor. It means a lot to a lot of people.
    I’ve been pretty broken up since this afternoon. Regarding Andrew’s request for 80s music, though, he once told me that this was one of his favorite songs.

  1255. Major Andrew Olmsted’s family: I’m so sorry for your loss. I and my family will honor his sacrifice-and your sacrifice-tonight.
    Hilzoy: Thank you for what you’ve done.
    Hilzoy, Sebastian, Gary et. al. who knew Andrew Olmsted: thanks for sharing your insights and emotions with those of us that did not know G’Kar quite so well.

  1256. Major Andrew Olmsted’s family: I’m so sorry for your loss. I and my family will honor his sacrifice-and your sacrifice-tonight.
    Hilzoy: Thank you for what you’ve done.
    Hilzoy, Sebastian, Gary et. al. who knew Andrew Olmsted: thanks for sharing your insights and emotions with those of us that did not know G’Kar quite so well.

  1257. Major Andrew Olmsted’s family: I’m so sorry for your loss. I and my family will honor his sacrifice-and your sacrifice-tonight.
    Hilzoy: Thank you for what you’ve done.
    Hilzoy, Sebastian, Gary et. al. who knew Andrew Olmsted: thanks for sharing your insights and emotions with those of us that did not know G’Kar quite so well.

  1258. I came here from another blog. I can see from his writings that Andy Olmsted was a hard-working, intelligent man of heart who did not shirk what he deemed his duty. My sincerest condolences to his family, his friends, and his Amanda.

  1259. I came here from another blog. I can see from his writings that Andy Olmsted was a hard-working, intelligent man of heart who did not shirk what he deemed his duty. My sincerest condolences to his family, his friends, and his Amanda.

  1260. I came here from another blog. I can see from his writings that Andy Olmsted was a hard-working, intelligent man of heart who did not shirk what he deemed his duty. My sincerest condolences to his family, his friends, and his Amanda.

  1261. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although its all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush.
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operat…

  1262. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although its all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush.
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operat…

  1263. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although its all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush.
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operat…

  1264. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although it’s all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush. DoD Identifies Army Casualties The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom….

  1265. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although it’s all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush. DoD Identifies Army Casualties The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom….

  1266. Major Olmsted, USA, and CPT Casey, USA, KIA

    I was waiting for the official announcement, although it’s all over the Net. Killed in Diyala in an ambush. DoD Identifies Army Casualties The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom….

  1273. I’ve been reading ObWi for a couple of years but only posted a handful of times. I don’t think I even commented on any of Andrew’s posts, but I feel like I’ve lost a penpal.
    I remember when Andrew said he was going back to Iraq and everyone wished him well, godspeed, good luck, take care. I thought at that time ‘please G-D, let him come back safe’.
    Then this G’Kar guy shows up and each post reminded me of Andrew and I wondered how he was doing. I even read some of his Rocky Mountain posts but I never made the connection.
    Now I feel like I’ve lost two penpals.
    My deepest sympathies to his family and friends and all of us at ObWi.

  1274. I’ve been reading ObWi for a couple of years but only posted a handful of times. I don’t think I even commented on any of Andrew’s posts, but I feel like I’ve lost a penpal.
    I remember when Andrew said he was going back to Iraq and everyone wished him well, godspeed, good luck, take care. I thought at that time ‘please G-D, let him come back safe’.
    Then this G’Kar guy shows up and each post reminded me of Andrew and I wondered how he was doing. I even read some of his Rocky Mountain posts but I never made the connection.
    Now I feel like I’ve lost two penpals.
    My deepest sympathies to his family and friends and all of us at ObWi.

  1275. I’ve been reading ObWi for a couple of years but only posted a handful of times. I don’t think I even commented on any of Andrew’s posts, but I feel like I’ve lost a penpal.
    I remember when Andrew said he was going back to Iraq and everyone wished him well, godspeed, good luck, take care. I thought at that time ‘please G-D, let him come back safe’.
    Then this G’Kar guy shows up and each post reminded me of Andrew and I wondered how he was doing. I even read some of his Rocky Mountain posts but I never made the connection.
    Now I feel like I’ve lost two penpals.
    My deepest sympathies to his family and friends and all of us at ObWi.

  1279. Not sure what 1980s music Andrew intended, but I found my CD of Elvis Costello’s “Imperial Bedroom” (1982) and am listening it to the first time in years. I don’t have any Coke, so tea’ll have to do.

  1280. Not sure what 1980s music Andrew intended, but I found my CD of Elvis Costello’s “Imperial Bedroom” (1982) and am listening it to the first time in years. I don’t have any Coke, so tea’ll have to do.

  1281. Not sure what 1980s music Andrew intended, but I found my CD of Elvis Costello’s “Imperial Bedroom” (1982) and am listening it to the first time in years. I don’t have any Coke, so tea’ll have to do.

  1282. I have never read a post of Andy’s before this.
    I will make a point of searching out Andy’s previous posts and allow myself the opportunity to read some more compelling thoughts.
    It is tragic that someone as insightful and well written as Andy, and obviously loved in the community has passed.
    My thoughts and condolences are with your family and friends, Andy.

  1283. I have never read a post of Andy’s before this.
    I will make a point of searching out Andy’s previous posts and allow myself the opportunity to read some more compelling thoughts.
    It is tragic that someone as insightful and well written as Andy, and obviously loved in the community has passed.
    My thoughts and condolences are with your family and friends, Andy.

  1284. I have never read a post of Andy’s before this.
    I will make a point of searching out Andy’s previous posts and allow myself the opportunity to read some more compelling thoughts.
    It is tragic that someone as insightful and well written as Andy, and obviously loved in the community has passed.
    My thoughts and condolences are with your family and friends, Andy.

  1288. Dammit.
    I am so sorry that we have lost MAJ Olmsted. I hope his family will find peace in the knowledge that all his countrymen appreciate his dedication to duty, his steadfast actions under stress and duress, in the worst of times, and the many sacrifices he made to protect us and to teach us through his actions about better Men than most of us are. I am proud to have known him through his writing and his service to the country I love so much.
    I pray that his family will find solace in time and will accept the thanks of all their fellow countrymen for Andy’s life, so well lived, yet too short. God bless you all, bless him, and bless those he served with and whom are continuing to serve in the profession he loved so much.
    Further words escape me. Tears will have to do.
    I’m so sorry.
    Subsunk

  1289. Dammit.
    I am so sorry that we have lost MAJ Olmsted. I hope his family will find peace in the knowledge that all his countrymen appreciate his dedication to duty, his steadfast actions under stress and duress, in the worst of times, and the many sacrifices he made to protect us and to teach us through his actions about better Men than most of us are. I am proud to have known him through his writing and his service to the country I love so much.
    I pray that his family will find solace in time and will accept the thanks of all their fellow countrymen for Andy’s life, so well lived, yet too short. God bless you all, bless him, and bless those he served with and whom are continuing to serve in the profession he loved so much.
    Further words escape me. Tears will have to do.
    I’m so sorry.
    Subsunk

  1290. Dammit.
    I am so sorry that we have lost MAJ Olmsted. I hope his family will find peace in the knowledge that all his countrymen appreciate his dedication to duty, his steadfast actions under stress and duress, in the worst of times, and the many sacrifices he made to protect us and to teach us through his actions about better Men than most of us are. I am proud to have known him through his writing and his service to the country I love so much.
    I pray that his family will find solace in time and will accept the thanks of all their fellow countrymen for Andy’s life, so well lived, yet too short. God bless you all, bless him, and bless those he served with and whom are continuing to serve in the profession he loved so much.
    Further words escape me. Tears will have to do.
    I’m so sorry.
    Subsunk

  1291. For whom the Bell Tolls
    John Donne
    From “Devotions upon Emergent Occasions” (1623), XVII: Nunc Lento Sonitu Dicunt, Morieris – “Now, this bell tolling softly for another, says to me: Thou must die.”
    PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that.
    The church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she does belongs to all.
    When she baptizes a child, that action concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member.
    And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God’s hand is in every translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall lie open to one another.
    As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this bell calls us all; but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness.
    There was a contention as far as a suit (in which both piety and dignity, religion and estimation, were mingled), which of the religious orders should ring to prayers first in the morning; and it was determined, that they should ring first that rose earliest.
    If we understand aright the dignity of this bell that tolls for our evening prayer, we would be glad to make it ours by rising early, in that application, that it might be ours as well as his, whose indeed it is.
    The bell doth toll for him that thinks it doth; and though it intermit again, yet from that minute that this occasion wrought upon him, he is united to God.
    Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? but who takes off his eye from a comet when that breaks out? Who bends not his ear to any bell which upon any occasion rings? but who can remove it from that bell which is passing a piece of himself out of this world? No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
    Neither can we call this a begging of misery, or a borrowing of misery, as though we were not miserable enough of ourselves, but must fetch in more from the next house, in taking upon us the misery of our neighbours.
    Truly it were an excusable covetousness if we did, for affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
    No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it, and made fit for God by that affliction.
    If a man carry treasure in bullion, or in a wedge of gold, and have none coined into current money, his treasure will not defray him as he travels.
    Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our home, heaven, by it.
    Another man may be sick too, and sick to death, and this affliction may lie in his bowels, as gold in a mine, and be of no use to him; but this bell, that tells me of his affliction, digs out and applies that gold to me: if by this consideration of another’s danger I take mine own into contemplation, and so secure myself, by making my recourse to my God, who is our only security.

  1292. For whom the Bell Tolls
    John Donne
    From “Devotions upon Emergent Occasions” (1623), XVII: Nunc Lento Sonitu Dicunt, Morieris – “Now, this bell tolling softly for another, says to me: Thou must die.”
    PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that.
    The church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she does belongs to all.
    When she baptizes a child, that action concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member.
    And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God’s hand is in every translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall lie open to one another.
    As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this bell calls us all; but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness.
    There was a contention as far as a suit (in which both piety and dignity, religion and estimation, were mingled), which of the religious orders should ring to prayers first in the morning; and it was determined, that they should ring first that rose earliest.
    If we understand aright the dignity of this bell that tolls for our evening prayer, we would be glad to make it ours by rising early, in that application, that it might be ours as well as his, whose indeed it is.
    The bell doth toll for him that thinks it doth; and though it intermit again, yet from that minute that this occasion wrought upon him, he is united to God.
    Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? but who takes off his eye from a comet when that breaks out? Who bends not his ear to any bell which upon any occasion rings? but who can remove it from that bell which is passing a piece of himself out of this world? No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
    Neither can we call this a begging of misery, or a borrowing of misery, as though we were not miserable enough of ourselves, but must fetch in more from the next house, in taking upon us the misery of our neighbours.
    Truly it were an excusable covetousness if we did, for affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
    No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it, and made fit for God by that affliction.
    If a man carry treasure in bullion, or in a wedge of gold, and have none coined into current money, his treasure will not defray him as he travels.
    Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our home, heaven, by it.
    Another man may be sick too, and sick to death, and this affliction may lie in his bowels, as gold in a mine, and be of no use to him; but this bell, that tells me of his affliction, digs out and applies that gold to me: if by this consideration of another’s danger I take mine own into contemplation, and so secure myself, by making my recourse to my God, who is our only security.

  1293. For whom the Bell Tolls
    John Donne
    From “Devotions upon Emergent Occasions” (1623), XVII: Nunc Lento Sonitu Dicunt, Morieris – “Now, this bell tolling softly for another, says to me: Thou must die.”
    PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state, may have caused it to toll for me, and I know not that.
    The church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she does belongs to all.
    When she baptizes a child, that action concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member.
    And when she buries a man, that action concerns me: all mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God’s hand is in every translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall lie open to one another.
    As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this bell calls us all; but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness.
    There was a contention as far as a suit (in which both piety and dignity, religion and estimation, were mingled), which of the religious orders should ring to prayers first in the morning; and it was determined, that they should ring first that rose earliest.
    If we understand aright the dignity of this bell that tolls for our evening prayer, we would be glad to make it ours by rising early, in that application, that it might be ours as well as his, whose indeed it is.
    The bell doth toll for him that thinks it doth; and though it intermit again, yet from that minute that this occasion wrought upon him, he is united to God.
    Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? but who takes off his eye from a comet when that breaks out? Who bends not his ear to any bell which upon any occasion rings? but who can remove it from that bell which is passing a piece of himself out of this world? No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
    Neither can we call this a begging of misery, or a borrowing of misery, as though we were not miserable enough of ourselves, but must fetch in more from the next house, in taking upon us the misery of our neighbours.
    Truly it were an excusable covetousness if we did, for affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
    No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it, and made fit for God by that affliction.
    If a man carry treasure in bullion, or in a wedge of gold, and have none coined into current money, his treasure will not defray him as he travels.
    Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our home, heaven, by it.
    Another man may be sick too, and sick to death, and this affliction may lie in his bowels, as gold in a mine, and be of no use to him; but this bell, that tells me of his affliction, digs out and applies that gold to me: if by this consideration of another’s danger I take mine own into contemplation, and so secure myself, by making my recourse to my God, who is our only security.

  1294. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1295. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1296. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1297. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1298. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1299. Really sorry to hear that he is gone. he seemed a good man: I know he was a good blogger. his post on “Colonel Jessup’s speech” was one of the best blog posts I have ever read, and inspired a great and thoughtful thread.
    A little Housman:
    Now, when the flame they watch not towers
    About the soil they trod,
    Lads, we’ll remember friends of ours
    Who shared the work with God.
    To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
    To fields that bred them brave,
    The saviours come not home tonight:
    Themselves they could not save.
    RIP, Soldier; and God speed

  1300. Truly an Angel, pointing us to the Light.
    A proud salute – a heartfelt hug!
    I thank you and my children thank you, Sir.
    Now, Godspeed!
    Au revoir, mon ami.

  1301. Truly an Angel, pointing us to the Light.
    A proud salute – a heartfelt hug!
    I thank you and my children thank you, Sir.
    Now, Godspeed!
    Au revoir, mon ami.

  1302. Truly an Angel, pointing us to the Light.
    A proud salute – a heartfelt hug!
    I thank you and my children thank you, Sir.
    Now, Godspeed!
    Au revoir, mon ami.

  1306. Thank you, Andrew Olmsted, for your service to our country. May God bless your family and friends. May we always remember you and all of the others who have paid the ultimate price to keep our nation free. Godspeed, Major Olmsted.

  1307. Thank you, Andrew Olmsted, for your service to our country. May God bless your family and friends. May we always remember you and all of the others who have paid the ultimate price to keep our nation free. Godspeed, Major Olmsted.

  1308. Thank you, Andrew Olmsted, for your service to our country. May God bless your family and friends. May we always remember you and all of the others who have paid the ultimate price to keep our nation free. Godspeed, Major Olmsted.

  1309. We are saddened by this news.
    We are thankful for Andy’s service, and humbled by his sacrifice.
    We cannot sleep safely at night in this crazy world without brave and selfless men and women that are willing to stand guard and defend us.
    May God grant Andy eternal rest, and provide comfort to his loved ones and friends.

  1310. We are saddened by this news.
    We are thankful for Andy’s service, and humbled by his sacrifice.
    We cannot sleep safely at night in this crazy world without brave and selfless men and women that are willing to stand guard and defend us.
    May God grant Andy eternal rest, and provide comfort to his loved ones and friends.

  1311. We are saddened by this news.
    We are thankful for Andy’s service, and humbled by his sacrifice.
    We cannot sleep safely at night in this crazy world without brave and selfless men and women that are willing to stand guard and defend us.
    May God grant Andy eternal rest, and provide comfort to his loved ones and friends.

  1312. Where indeed do we get such men? All too often, the stars that burn the brightest are extinguished far too soon. May god wrap his arms around Andy and give comfort to those that grieve his passing.

  1313. Where indeed do we get such men? All too often, the stars that burn the brightest are extinguished far too soon. May god wrap his arms around Andy and give comfort to those that grieve his passing.

  1314. Where indeed do we get such men? All too often, the stars that burn the brightest are extinguished far too soon. May god wrap his arms around Andy and give comfort to those that grieve his passing.

  1315. In any man who dies there dies with him
    his first snow and kiss and fight….
    Not people die but worlds die in them.
    ~Yevgeny Yevtushenko, “People”
    Godspeed, Major.

  1316. In any man who dies there dies with him
    his first snow and kiss and fight….
    Not people die but worlds die in them.
    ~Yevgeny Yevtushenko, “People”
    Godspeed, Major.

  1317. In any man who dies there dies with him
    his first snow and kiss and fight….
    Not people die but worlds die in them.
    ~Yevgeny Yevtushenko, “People”
    Godspeed, Major.

  1318. What horrible news. I am saddened beyond words.
    May the source of peace send peace to all who mourn, and comfort to all who are bereaved.

  1319. What horrible news. I am saddened beyond words.
    May the source of peace send peace to all who mourn, and comfort to all who are bereaved.

  1320. What horrible news. I am saddened beyond words.
    May the source of peace send peace to all who mourn, and comfort to all who are bereaved.

  1321. I have been on this thread all day, shocked and numb….having endured the loss of one friend in Iraq, and having loved ones currently in Iraq, with more to redeploy over the next year, my heart breaks for the family and friends of such a brave man.
    At times like these this is what helps me;
    Do not stand at my grave and weep,
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am in a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the softly falling snow.
    I am the gentle showers of rain,
    I am the fields of ripening grain.
    I am in the morning hush,
    I am in the graceful rush
    Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
    I am the starshine of the night.
    I am in the flowers that bloom,
    I am in a quiet room.
    I am in the birds that sing,
    I am in each lovely thing.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there. I do not die.
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
    My deepest condolences. There is a hole in the world today, one that can only be properly filled by laughter and shared stories, memories and hope.
    At Ease Soldier, your mission is finished, we’ll carry on.

  1322. I have been on this thread all day, shocked and numb….having endured the loss of one friend in Iraq, and having loved ones currently in Iraq, with more to redeploy over the next year, my heart breaks for the family and friends of such a brave man.
    At times like these this is what helps me;
    Do not stand at my grave and weep,
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am in a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the softly falling snow.
    I am the gentle showers of rain,
    I am the fields of ripening grain.
    I am in the morning hush,
    I am in the graceful rush
    Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
    I am the starshine of the night.
    I am in the flowers that bloom,
    I am in a quiet room.
    I am in the birds that sing,
    I am in each lovely thing.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there. I do not die.
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
    My deepest condolences. There is a hole in the world today, one that can only be properly filled by laughter and shared stories, memories and hope.
    At Ease Soldier, your mission is finished, we’ll carry on.

  1323. I have been on this thread all day, shocked and numb….having endured the loss of one friend in Iraq, and having loved ones currently in Iraq, with more to redeploy over the next year, my heart breaks for the family and friends of such a brave man.
    At times like these this is what helps me;
    Do not stand at my grave and weep,
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am in a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the softly falling snow.
    I am the gentle showers of rain,
    I am the fields of ripening grain.
    I am in the morning hush,
    I am in the graceful rush
    Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
    I am the starshine of the night.
    I am in the flowers that bloom,
    I am in a quiet room.
    I am in the birds that sing,
    I am in each lovely thing.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there. I do not die.
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
    My deepest condolences. There is a hole in the world today, one that can only be properly filled by laughter and shared stories, memories and hope.
    At Ease Soldier, your mission is finished, we’ll carry on.

  1333. He shone brightly. I regret he did not have a chance to shine longer. He sparkled with honor and courage as a warrior and writer. He cannot be replaced, he can only be remembered. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmstead. My condolences to his wife and his family. I wish them comfort in their grieving.

  1334. He shone brightly. I regret he did not have a chance to shine longer. He sparkled with honor and courage as a warrior and writer. He cannot be replaced, he can only be remembered. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmstead. My condolences to his wife and his family. I wish them comfort in their grieving.

  1335. He shone brightly. I regret he did not have a chance to shine longer. He sparkled with honor and courage as a warrior and writer. He cannot be replaced, he can only be remembered. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmstead. My condolences to his wife and his family. I wish them comfort in their grieving.

  1336. I wish I had one tenth the wisdom and clarity of purpose that Andy displayed in his moving final post. He reflected on weightier issues than I feel I ever have. How fitting that his final testament be a beacon to everyone who wants to know how to be a good person.
    It’s an example I’ll try to follow. He’ll be missed, …as he was cherished.

  1337. I wish I had one tenth the wisdom and clarity of purpose that Andy displayed in his moving final post. He reflected on weightier issues than I feel I ever have. How fitting that his final testament be a beacon to everyone who wants to know how to be a good person.
    It’s an example I’ll try to follow. He’ll be missed, …as he was cherished.

  1338. I wish I had one tenth the wisdom and clarity of purpose that Andy displayed in his moving final post. He reflected on weightier issues than I feel I ever have. How fitting that his final testament be a beacon to everyone who wants to know how to be a good person.
    It’s an example I’ll try to follow. He’ll be missed, …as he was cherished.

  1339. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1340. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1341. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1342. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1343. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1344. This is the first time I’ve been to this blog (came over from Daily Kos) and I didn’t know Andy, but I want to offer my condolences to his family and friends and give thanks for another honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country. We would not be the United States of America without dedicated people like Andy, and to them we owe everything.

  1345. I’ve always been mostly a lurker around these parts. But I have to second what so many here have said – that I feel as if I knew Andrew just from his posts.
    And right now I’m so choked up that I’m having trouble even saying what I want to say. I’ve had a lump in my throat ever since I saw the linking post at Brad DeLong’s site and just sat and stared at it in disbelief.
    Most of all, I just want to thank Andrew for his service to our country and his generosity with his time in posting here, where I always found his posts and comments to be insightful and informative. He didn’t have to do it, but he did. Like most of the things it seems he did, he did it for others, so that we might be safer, happier and better informed. We should all aspire to be like Andrew.
    I can’t really offer anything to Andrew’s family except my most sincere condolences and to note that I hope my children grow up to be the kind of person Andrew was – generous, honorable, sophisticated and downright funny. And like others here said much more eloquently than I can, I sure will miss a guy I never even met in person.
    And Hilzoy, I’d also like to request that you find out if there’s a way we can help Andrew’s family, when the time is right.

  1346. I’ve always been mostly a lurker around these parts. But I have to second what so many here have said – that I feel as if I knew Andrew just from his posts.
    And right now I’m so choked up that I’m having trouble even saying what I want to say. I’ve had a lump in my throat ever since I saw the linking post at Brad DeLong’s site and just sat and stared at it in disbelief.
    Most of all, I just want to thank Andrew for his service to our country and his generosity with his time in posting here, where I always found his posts and comments to be insightful and informative. He didn’t have to do it, but he did. Like most of the things it seems he did, he did it for others, so that we might be safer, happier and better informed. We should all aspire to be like Andrew.
    I can’t really offer anything to Andrew’s family except my most sincere condolences and to note that I hope my children grow up to be the kind of person Andrew was – generous, honorable, sophisticated and downright funny. And like others here said much more eloquently than I can, I sure will miss a guy I never even met in person.
    And Hilzoy, I’d also like to request that you find out if there’s a way we can help Andrew’s family, when the time is right.

  1347. I’ve always been mostly a lurker around these parts. But I have to second what so many here have said – that I feel as if I knew Andrew just from his posts.
    And right now I’m so choked up that I’m having trouble even saying what I want to say. I’ve had a lump in my throat ever since I saw the linking post at Brad DeLong’s site and just sat and stared at it in disbelief.
    Most of all, I just want to thank Andrew for his service to our country and his generosity with his time in posting here, where I always found his posts and comments to be insightful and informative. He didn’t have to do it, but he did. Like most of the things it seems he did, he did it for others, so that we might be safer, happier and better informed. We should all aspire to be like Andrew.
    I can’t really offer anything to Andrew’s family except my most sincere condolences and to note that I hope my children grow up to be the kind of person Andrew was – generous, honorable, sophisticated and downright funny. And like others here said much more eloquently than I can, I sure will miss a guy I never even met in person.
    And Hilzoy, I’d also like to request that you find out if there’s a way we can help Andrew’s family, when the time is right.

  1348. I want to thank Maj. Olmstead and his family for their service to our great country. I am optimistic that his sacrifice will help bring about a better and safer world both in Iraq and here at home in the United States.
    dave
    former CPT US Army
    hockessin, de

  1349. I want to thank Maj. Olmstead and his family for their service to our great country. I am optimistic that his sacrifice will help bring about a better and safer world both in Iraq and here at home in the United States.
    dave
    former CPT US Army
    hockessin, de

  1350. I want to thank Maj. Olmstead and his family for their service to our great country. I am optimistic that his sacrifice will help bring about a better and safer world both in Iraq and here at home in the United States.
    dave
    former CPT US Army
    hockessin, de

  1354. OCSteve: Tell your wife it’s the modern flavor of long-distance friendships. People have been close in correspondence for millennia – I mean, a big chunk of the New Testament is correspondence, and there are personal notes of all kinds in it. Or use the example of Jefferson and Adams’ correspondence in their later years. It’s the same spirit, just different tools.

  1355. OCSteve: Tell your wife it’s the modern flavor of long-distance friendships. People have been close in correspondence for millennia – I mean, a big chunk of the New Testament is correspondence, and there are personal notes of all kinds in it. Or use the example of Jefferson and Adams’ correspondence in their later years. It’s the same spirit, just different tools.

  1356. OCSteve: Tell your wife it’s the modern flavor of long-distance friendships. People have been close in correspondence for millennia – I mean, a big chunk of the New Testament is correspondence, and there are personal notes of all kinds in it. Or use the example of Jefferson and Adams’ correspondence in their later years. It’s the same spirit, just different tools.

  1357. May God bless Major Olmsted and his grieving family and friends.
    I did not have the honor of knowing him personally. However, I know that his courage, wit, and thoughtful reasoning will not be forgotten by those who he touched through the Internet.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for posting the Major’s final message.
    Salute!

  1358. May God bless Major Olmsted and his grieving family and friends.
    I did not have the honor of knowing him personally. However, I know that his courage, wit, and thoughtful reasoning will not be forgotten by those who he touched through the Internet.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for posting the Major’s final message.
    Salute!

  1359. May God bless Major Olmsted and his grieving family and friends.
    I did not have the honor of knowing him personally. However, I know that his courage, wit, and thoughtful reasoning will not be forgotten by those who he touched through the Internet.
    Thank you, Hilzoy, for posting the Major’s final message.
    Salute!

  1360. I’ve never visited here before today (came over from Fark), but that was simply an amazing letter. Andy sounds like a wonderful man. Condolences to Amanda and everyone who knew him.

  1361. I’ve never visited here before today (came over from Fark), but that was simply an amazing letter. Andy sounds like a wonderful man. Condolences to Amanda and everyone who knew him.

  1362. I’ve never visited here before today (came over from Fark), but that was simply an amazing letter. Andy sounds like a wonderful man. Condolences to Amanda and everyone who knew him.

  1363. Like Tia, and I’m sure many others, I never knew this man existed until this post, and only just began reading this blog two days ago, but this entry was so moving I was almost in tears by the end. His explanations of war and the way he expressed his concerns politically regarding war were very intelligently given and definitely enough to garner the respect of anyone, regardless of their political affiliations or personal feelings on war. it’s certainly tragic that he had to give his life for it, but hopefully if there is an afterlife he can see that his words had an impact that crossed all kinds of barriers. I think the tears might yet come.

  1364. Like Tia, and I’m sure many others, I never knew this man existed until this post, and only just began reading this blog two days ago, but this entry was so moving I was almost in tears by the end. His explanations of war and the way he expressed his concerns politically regarding war were very intelligently given and definitely enough to garner the respect of anyone, regardless of their political affiliations or personal feelings on war. it’s certainly tragic that he had to give his life for it, but hopefully if there is an afterlife he can see that his words had an impact that crossed all kinds of barriers. I think the tears might yet come.

  1365. Like Tia, and I’m sure many others, I never knew this man existed until this post, and only just began reading this blog two days ago, but this entry was so moving I was almost in tears by the end. His explanations of war and the way he expressed his concerns politically regarding war were very intelligently given and definitely enough to garner the respect of anyone, regardless of their political affiliations or personal feelings on war. it’s certainly tragic that he had to give his life for it, but hopefully if there is an afterlife he can see that his words had an impact that crossed all kinds of barriers. I think the tears might yet come.

  1366. To Absent Comrades:
    Halfway down the trail to hell
    In a shady meadow green,
    Are the souls of all dead troopers camped
    Near a good old-time canteen
    And this eternal resting place
    Is known as Fiddler’s Green.
    Marching past, straight through to hell,
    The infantry are seen,
    Accompanied by the Engineers,
    Artillery and Marine,
    For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
    Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
    Though some go curving down the trail
    To seek a warmer scene,
    No trooper ever gets to Hell
    Ere he’s emptied his canteen,
    And so rides back to drink again
    With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
    And so when man and horse go down
    Beneath a saber keen,
    Or in a roaring charge or fierce melee
    You stop a bullet clean,
    And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
    Just empty your canteen,
    And put your pistol to your head
    And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
    “Scouts Out” Sir.
    to his friends and family, i would commend the words of Gen. Patton:
    “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather, we should thank God that such men lived.”

  1367. To Absent Comrades:
    Halfway down the trail to hell
    In a shady meadow green,
    Are the souls of all dead troopers camped
    Near a good old-time canteen
    And this eternal resting place
    Is known as Fiddler’s Green.
    Marching past, straight through to hell,
    The infantry are seen,
    Accompanied by the Engineers,
    Artillery and Marine,
    For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
    Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
    Though some go curving down the trail
    To seek a warmer scene,
    No trooper ever gets to Hell
    Ere he’s emptied his canteen,
    And so rides back to drink again
    With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
    And so when man and horse go down
    Beneath a saber keen,
    Or in a roaring charge or fierce melee
    You stop a bullet clean,
    And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
    Just empty your canteen,
    And put your pistol to your head
    And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
    “Scouts Out” Sir.
    to his friends and family, i would commend the words of Gen. Patton:
    “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather, we should thank God that such men lived.”

  1368. To Absent Comrades:
    Halfway down the trail to hell
    In a shady meadow green,
    Are the souls of all dead troopers camped
    Near a good old-time canteen
    And this eternal resting place
    Is known as Fiddler’s Green.
    Marching past, straight through to hell,
    The infantry are seen,
    Accompanied by the Engineers,
    Artillery and Marine,
    For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
    Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
    Though some go curving down the trail
    To seek a warmer scene,
    No trooper ever gets to Hell
    Ere he’s emptied his canteen,
    And so rides back to drink again
    With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
    And so when man and horse go down
    Beneath a saber keen,
    Or in a roaring charge or fierce melee
    You stop a bullet clean,
    And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
    Just empty your canteen,
    And put your pistol to your head
    And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
    “Scouts Out” Sir.
    to his friends and family, i would commend the words of Gen. Patton:
    “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather, we should thank God that such men lived.”

  1369. I thank you for your service, Major. Your final words moved me to tears, and although I did not know you, I will remember your sacrifice for as long as I live.
    I sit here in tears, wondering why this honorable man was taken so soon.
    My condolences to all those who knew him, I cannot even begin to feel your pain. Know that we hold all of you in our thoughts.
    Rest in Peace, Soldier. You gave your all.

  1370. I thank you for your service, Major. Your final words moved me to tears, and although I did not know you, I will remember your sacrifice for as long as I live.
    I sit here in tears, wondering why this honorable man was taken so soon.
    My condolences to all those who knew him, I cannot even begin to feel your pain. Know that we hold all of you in our thoughts.
    Rest in Peace, Soldier. You gave your all.

  1371. I thank you for your service, Major. Your final words moved me to tears, and although I did not know you, I will remember your sacrifice for as long as I live.
    I sit here in tears, wondering why this honorable man was taken so soon.
    My condolences to all those who knew him, I cannot even begin to feel your pain. Know that we hold all of you in our thoughts.
    Rest in Peace, Soldier. You gave your all.

  1372. Something calling itself Gdim quotes a Peter Gabriel song, “Milgram’s 37”.
    You’re lucky I don’t know you better. And so am I.
    Cock your eyebrow somewhere else, why don’t you.

  1373. Something calling itself Gdim quotes a Peter Gabriel song, “Milgram’s 37”.
    You’re lucky I don’t know you better. And so am I.
    Cock your eyebrow somewhere else, why don’t you.

  1374. Something calling itself Gdim quotes a Peter Gabriel song, “Milgram’s 37”.
    You’re lucky I don’t know you better. And so am I.
    Cock your eyebrow somewhere else, why don’t you.

  1375. “Ugly and futile: lean neck and thick hair and a stain of ink, a snail’s bed. Yet someone had loved him, borne him in her arms and in her heart. But for her the race of the world would have trampled him underfoot, a squashed boneless snail. She had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. Was that then real? The only true thing in life? His mother’s prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. She was no more: the trembling skeleton of a twig burnt in the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. A pour soul gone to heaven: and on a heath beneath winking stars a fox, red reek of rapine in his fur, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.” – James Joyce (Finnegans Wake 1939)
    Party time. He told us to party. But we are not doing so. Narcissism epidemic alert system PING PING PING, ALERT ALERT ALERT.
    Alcohol? Of course. Real *joy*? Almost impossible. We lost that ability. But this is time for celebration.
    A soldier died, in an externally-commanded war of independence, when war was not on the REAL blackboard during the college scholarship period of life or the volunteer and do nothing period of history? But war came, and Person #99203 died. A yuppy type, not quite gung-ho (a humble hero indeed).
    Quote Bomb from someone who sacrificed for all of us (Van Gogh):
    “I have no patience with so-called common sense (a spurious article, unutterably different from the genuine one) one is told to use, and which they say one does not use as soon as one deviates from the ordinary course and takes a risk. I repeat, I have no patience with it. I have no patience with it for the very reason that my own common sense, if I reflect, leads me to wholly different results than the conclusion of narrow-minded worldly wisdom and prudent, half-hearted righteousness. Oh, that dawdling, oh, those hesitations, oh, that not believing that good is good, that black is black, that white is white.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “A caged bird in spring knows quite well that he might serve some end; he is well aware that there is something for him to do, but he cannot do it. What is it? He can not quite remember.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1878)
    “There are two viewpoints for everyone: what one is and what one might be. In my opinion we must not shut ourselves up in the former with a clear conscience. The latter we must consider a formidable reality superior to our feelings; for however imperfect and full of faults we may be, we shall never be justified in secretly concealing the ideal and all that approaches the eternal, as if all that were none of our business.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Amice Rappard, 1883)
    “Life drags us along so fast that we haven’t time both to argue and to act.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Émile Bernard, 1888)
    “Our work remains, but we do not, and the main thing is to create….” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “The fact that I have a definite belief about art makes me sure of what I want in my own work, and I shall try to reach it even at the risk of my own death.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1885)

  1376. “Ugly and futile: lean neck and thick hair and a stain of ink, a snail’s bed. Yet someone had loved him, borne him in her arms and in her heart. But for her the race of the world would have trampled him underfoot, a squashed boneless snail. She had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. Was that then real? The only true thing in life? His mother’s prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. She was no more: the trembling skeleton of a twig burnt in the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. A pour soul gone to heaven: and on a heath beneath winking stars a fox, red reek of rapine in his fur, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.” – James Joyce (Finnegans Wake 1939)
    Party time. He told us to party. But we are not doing so. Narcissism epidemic alert system PING PING PING, ALERT ALERT ALERT.
    Alcohol? Of course. Real *joy*? Almost impossible. We lost that ability. But this is time for celebration.
    A soldier died, in an externally-commanded war of independence, when war was not on the REAL blackboard during the college scholarship period of life or the volunteer and do nothing period of history? But war came, and Person #99203 died. A yuppy type, not quite gung-ho (a humble hero indeed).
    Quote Bomb from someone who sacrificed for all of us (Van Gogh):
    “I have no patience with so-called common sense (a spurious article, unutterably different from the genuine one) one is told to use, and which they say one does not use as soon as one deviates from the ordinary course and takes a risk. I repeat, I have no patience with it. I have no patience with it for the very reason that my own common sense, if I reflect, leads me to wholly different results than the conclusion of narrow-minded worldly wisdom and prudent, half-hearted righteousness. Oh, that dawdling, oh, those hesitations, oh, that not believing that good is good, that black is black, that white is white.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “A caged bird in spring knows quite well that he might serve some end; he is well aware that there is something for him to do, but he cannot do it. What is it? He can not quite remember.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1878)
    “There are two viewpoints for everyone: what one is and what one might be. In my opinion we must not shut ourselves up in the former with a clear conscience. The latter we must consider a formidable reality superior to our feelings; for however imperfect and full of faults we may be, we shall never be justified in secretly concealing the ideal and all that approaches the eternal, as if all that were none of our business.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Amice Rappard, 1883)
    “Life drags us along so fast that we haven’t time both to argue and to act.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Émile Bernard, 1888)
    “Our work remains, but we do not, and the main thing is to create….” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “The fact that I have a definite belief about art makes me sure of what I want in my own work, and I shall try to reach it even at the risk of my own death.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1885)

  1377. “Ugly and futile: lean neck and thick hair and a stain of ink, a snail’s bed. Yet someone had loved him, borne him in her arms and in her heart. But for her the race of the world would have trampled him underfoot, a squashed boneless snail. She had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. Was that then real? The only true thing in life? His mother’s prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. She was no more: the trembling skeleton of a twig burnt in the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. A pour soul gone to heaven: and on a heath beneath winking stars a fox, red reek of rapine in his fur, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.” – James Joyce (Finnegans Wake 1939)
    Party time. He told us to party. But we are not doing so. Narcissism epidemic alert system PING PING PING, ALERT ALERT ALERT.
    Alcohol? Of course. Real *joy*? Almost impossible. We lost that ability. But this is time for celebration.
    A soldier died, in an externally-commanded war of independence, when war was not on the REAL blackboard during the college scholarship period of life or the volunteer and do nothing period of history? But war came, and Person #99203 died. A yuppy type, not quite gung-ho (a humble hero indeed).
    Quote Bomb from someone who sacrificed for all of us (Van Gogh):
    “I have no patience with so-called common sense (a spurious article, unutterably different from the genuine one) one is told to use, and which they say one does not use as soon as one deviates from the ordinary course and takes a risk. I repeat, I have no patience with it. I have no patience with it for the very reason that my own common sense, if I reflect, leads me to wholly different results than the conclusion of narrow-minded worldly wisdom and prudent, half-hearted righteousness. Oh, that dawdling, oh, those hesitations, oh, that not believing that good is good, that black is black, that white is white.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “A caged bird in spring knows quite well that he might serve some end; he is well aware that there is something for him to do, but he cannot do it. What is it? He can not quite remember.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1878)
    “There are two viewpoints for everyone: what one is and what one might be. In my opinion we must not shut ourselves up in the former with a clear conscience. The latter we must consider a formidable reality superior to our feelings; for however imperfect and full of faults we may be, we shall never be justified in secretly concealing the ideal and all that approaches the eternal, as if all that were none of our business.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Amice Rappard, 1883)
    “Life drags us along so fast that we haven’t time both to argue and to act.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Émile Bernard, 1888)
    “Our work remains, but we do not, and the main thing is to create….” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1883)
    “The fact that I have a definite belief about art makes me sure of what I want in my own work, and I shall try to reach it even at the risk of my own death.” – Vincent van Gogh (letter to Theo van Gogh, 1885)

  1378. Major Olmsted may not have been a religious man, but I feel he was certainly a spiritual man. So I offer this for him (just in case he was wrong about an afterlife):
    COME to his assistance, All you Saints of God! Meet him, you Angels of the Lord. Receive his soul, and present it to the Most High. May Christ who called you, receive you; and may the Angels lead you into the bosom of Abraham. Eternal rest grant to him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.
    Into your hands, O Lord, we humbly entrust our brother. In this life you embraced him with your tender love; deliver him now from every evil and bid him enter eternal rest.
    The old order has passed away: welcome him then into paradise, where there will be no sorrow, no weeping nor pain, but the fullness of peace and joy with your Son and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.
    Sincerest condolences to his wife, family and friends.

  1379. Major Olmsted may not have been a religious man, but I feel he was certainly a spiritual man. So I offer this for him (just in case he was wrong about an afterlife):
    COME to his assistance, All you Saints of God! Meet him, you Angels of the Lord. Receive his soul, and present it to the Most High. May Christ who called you, receive you; and may the Angels lead you into the bosom of Abraham. Eternal rest grant to him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.
    Into your hands, O Lord, we humbly entrust our brother. In this life you embraced him with your tender love; deliver him now from every evil and bid him enter eternal rest.
    The old order has passed away: welcome him then into paradise, where there will be no sorrow, no weeping nor pain, but the fullness of peace and joy with your Son and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.
    Sincerest condolences to his wife, family and friends.

  1380. Major Olmsted may not have been a religious man, but I feel he was certainly a spiritual man. So I offer this for him (just in case he was wrong about an afterlife):
    COME to his assistance, All you Saints of God! Meet him, you Angels of the Lord. Receive his soul, and present it to the Most High. May Christ who called you, receive you; and may the Angels lead you into the bosom of Abraham. Eternal rest grant to him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.
    Into your hands, O Lord, we humbly entrust our brother. In this life you embraced him with your tender love; deliver him now from every evil and bid him enter eternal rest.
    The old order has passed away: welcome him then into paradise, where there will be no sorrow, no weeping nor pain, but the fullness of peace and joy with your Son and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.
    Sincerest condolences to his wife, family and friends.

  1381. Damn.
    The single thing, the single most overpowering thing that hit me was: this can’t be real. This can’t have happened.
    But it did.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Know that you made the world a better place, and that it is now poorer for your absence. Thank you.

  1382. Damn.
    The single thing, the single most overpowering thing that hit me was: this can’t be real. This can’t have happened.
    But it did.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Know that you made the world a better place, and that it is now poorer for your absence. Thank you.

  1383. Damn.
    The single thing, the single most overpowering thing that hit me was: this can’t be real. This can’t have happened.
    But it did.
    Rest in peace, Andrew. Know that you made the world a better place, and that it is now poorer for your absence. Thank you.

  1384. I write here to honor Andrew Olmsted, as others have before me. I knew him only through blog interactions, but found him to be, in the best sense of the phrase, An Officer and A Gentleman. I was shocked at his loss, as was “Anarch,” who in fact read the sad news before I did. We add our names to the long list of those who, having never met him, will nevertheless miss him greatly.
    Above, someone has quoted W.H. Auden’s well-known poem “In Memory of W.B. Yeats.” I thought immediately of the omitted lines, which Auden himself deleted in this final edition of the poem:
    Time that is intolerant
    Of the brave and innocent,
    And indifferent in a week
    To a beautiful physique,
    Worships language and forgives
    Everyone by whom it lives;
    Pardons cowardice, conceit,
    Lays its honours at their feet.
    Time that with this strange excuse
    Pardoned Kipling and his views,
    And will pardon Paul Claudel,
    Pardons him for writing well.
    Although I often disagreed with Andrew (I can’t call him “Andy” in death, since I never did in life), I am by no means trying to link here his politics with those of Kipling, Claudel, or Yeats. Instead, these lines for me only reinforce what others have said above: Andrew wrote well enough – honestly enough – to compel (always) attention and respect, if not (always) concord. He will be remembered.

  1385. I write here to honor Andrew Olmsted, as others have before me. I knew him only through blog interactions, but found him to be, in the best sense of the phrase, An Officer and A Gentleman. I was shocked at his loss, as was “Anarch,” who in fact read the sad news before I did. We add our names to the long list of those who, having never met him, will nevertheless miss him greatly.
    Above, someone has quoted W.H. Auden’s well-known poem “In Memory of W.B. Yeats.” I thought immediately of the omitted lines, which Auden himself deleted in this final edition of the poem:
    Time that is intolerant
    Of the brave and innocent,
    And indifferent in a week
    To a beautiful physique,
    Worships language and forgives
    Everyone by whom it lives;
    Pardons cowardice, conceit,
    Lays its honours at their feet.
    Time that with this strange excuse
    Pardoned Kipling and his views,
    And will pardon Paul Claudel,
    Pardons him for writing well.
    Although I often disagreed with Andrew (I can’t call him “Andy” in death, since I never did in life), I am by no means trying to link here his politics with those of Kipling, Claudel, or Yeats. Instead, these lines for me only reinforce what others have said above: Andrew wrote well enough – honestly enough – to compel (always) attention and respect, if not (always) concord. He will be remembered.

  1386. I write here to honor Andrew Olmsted, as others have before me. I knew him only through blog interactions, but found him to be, in the best sense of the phrase, An Officer and A Gentleman. I was shocked at his loss, as was “Anarch,” who in fact read the sad news before I did. We add our names to the long list of those who, having never met him, will nevertheless miss him greatly.
    Above, someone has quoted W.H. Auden’s well-known poem “In Memory of W.B. Yeats.” I thought immediately of the omitted lines, which Auden himself deleted in this final edition of the poem:
    Time that is intolerant
    Of the brave and innocent,
    And indifferent in a week
    To a beautiful physique,
    Worships language and forgives
    Everyone by whom it lives;
    Pardons cowardice, conceit,
    Lays its honours at their feet.
    Time that with this strange excuse
    Pardoned Kipling and his views,
    And will pardon Paul Claudel,
    Pardons him for writing well.
    Although I often disagreed with Andrew (I can’t call him “Andy” in death, since I never did in life), I am by no means trying to link here his politics with those of Kipling, Claudel, or Yeats. Instead, these lines for me only reinforce what others have said above: Andrew wrote well enough – honestly enough – to compel (always) attention and respect, if not (always) concord. He will be remembered.

  1390. Condolances to the family; the loss of every soldier is a tragedy far beyond the individual life. His love of blogging is evident and that technology allows his final words to reach many thousands.
    I did not know him and only occasionally dropped by his blog, but I know I liked him. G’Far was my favorite character in Babylon 5 and his other quotes show we had similar tastes in movies.
    The world is a smaller and darker place with Andrew; he’ll be in my prayers as will his family.

  1391. Condolances to the family; the loss of every soldier is a tragedy far beyond the individual life. His love of blogging is evident and that technology allows his final words to reach many thousands.
    I did not know him and only occasionally dropped by his blog, but I know I liked him. G’Far was my favorite character in Babylon 5 and his other quotes show we had similar tastes in movies.
    The world is a smaller and darker place with Andrew; he’ll be in my prayers as will his family.

  1392. Condolances to the family; the loss of every soldier is a tragedy far beyond the individual life. His love of blogging is evident and that technology allows his final words to reach many thousands.
    I did not know him and only occasionally dropped by his blog, but I know I liked him. G’Far was my favorite character in Babylon 5 and his other quotes show we had similar tastes in movies.
    The world is a smaller and darker place with Andrew; he’ll be in my prayers as will his family.

  1393. Through some tears, I think of Williams Blake’s poem Eternity:
    He who binds himself a joy,
    Does the winged life destroy
    But he who kisses the joy as it flies
    Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
    Good on you Major.

  1394. Through some tears, I think of Williams Blake’s poem Eternity:
    He who binds himself a joy,
    Does the winged life destroy
    But he who kisses the joy as it flies
    Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
    Good on you Major.

  1395. Through some tears, I think of Williams Blake’s poem Eternity:
    He who binds himself a joy,
    Does the winged life destroy
    But he who kisses the joy as it flies
    Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
    Good on you Major.

  1396. No greater love can anyone demonstrate than to lay down his life for his friends. Deep down I think Andy did that. But why? To love? To hope? To live? I hope so. I think so. He said that he died doing what he loved. And I think what he loved had honor. It is a message we can all take to heart. We can live our lives as if miracles never happen, or we can see every moment of life as miraculous. We can live without purpose or we can see every single change as part of the supreme purpose. I so hope there is God and that He is the fullest personification of all that is Love and Hope and Life. I hope that despite our tragedies, our losses and our powerlessness, that He is a benevolent God who cares, who is working out miracles and giving purpose to it all. And I hope Andy is now immersed in that Love, and seeing that Hope, and that he is now more Alive than ever before. I hope such a longing is not just some vain opiate of us common men. But common Andy was not. Some men lay their lives on the line for their family, friends and country. Fewer men still pay the ultimate price. And even rarer does anyone prepare the opportunity to speak to their family, friends and countrymen from beyond the grave to say farewell. Andy… it is no doubt that many will remember you. Many will miss you. So we say farewell to you Andy. But we hope not to say farewell forever. Just… See you later.

  1397. No greater love can anyone demonstrate than to lay down his life for his friends. Deep down I think Andy did that. But why? To love? To hope? To live? I hope so. I think so. He said that he died doing what he loved. And I think what he loved had honor. It is a message we can all take to heart. We can live our lives as if miracles never happen, or we can see every moment of life as miraculous. We can live without purpose or we can see every single change as part of the supreme purpose. I so hope there is God and that He is the fullest personification of all that is Love and Hope and Life. I hope that despite our tragedies, our losses and our powerlessness, that He is a benevolent God who cares, who is working out miracles and giving purpose to it all. And I hope Andy is now immersed in that Love, and seeing that Hope, and that he is now more Alive than ever before. I hope such a longing is not just some vain opiate of us common men. But common Andy was not. Some men lay their lives on the line for their family, friends and country. Fewer men still pay the ultimate price. And even rarer does anyone prepare the opportunity to speak to their family, friends and countrymen from beyond the grave to say farewell. Andy… it is no doubt that many will remember you. Many will miss you. So we say farewell to you Andy. But we hope not to say farewell forever. Just… See you later.

  1398. No greater love can anyone demonstrate than to lay down his life for his friends. Deep down I think Andy did that. But why? To love? To hope? To live? I hope so. I think so. He said that he died doing what he loved. And I think what he loved had honor. It is a message we can all take to heart. We can live our lives as if miracles never happen, or we can see every moment of life as miraculous. We can live without purpose or we can see every single change as part of the supreme purpose. I so hope there is God and that He is the fullest personification of all that is Love and Hope and Life. I hope that despite our tragedies, our losses and our powerlessness, that He is a benevolent God who cares, who is working out miracles and giving purpose to it all. And I hope Andy is now immersed in that Love, and seeing that Hope, and that he is now more Alive than ever before. I hope such a longing is not just some vain opiate of us common men. But common Andy was not. Some men lay their lives on the line for their family, friends and country. Fewer men still pay the ultimate price. And even rarer does anyone prepare the opportunity to speak to their family, friends and countrymen from beyond the grave to say farewell. Andy… it is no doubt that many will remember you. Many will miss you. So we say farewell to you Andy. But we hope not to say farewell forever. Just… See you later.

  1399. I managed to hold out until I started reading the comments, then I fell apart–yes at work, and got strange looks all afternoon.
    I told my wife at dinner, and she began to weep, though she’s never even read this blog, or any other that I know of. She’s a fan of the soldiers.
    What a strange and wonderful medium this is that can bring us so close to people we hardly know.

  1400. I managed to hold out until I started reading the comments, then I fell apart–yes at work, and got strange looks all afternoon.
    I told my wife at dinner, and she began to weep, though she’s never even read this blog, or any other that I know of. She’s a fan of the soldiers.
    What a strange and wonderful medium this is that can bring us so close to people we hardly know.

  1401. I managed to hold out until I started reading the comments, then I fell apart–yes at work, and got strange looks all afternoon.
    I told my wife at dinner, and she began to weep, though she’s never even read this blog, or any other that I know of. She’s a fan of the soldiers.
    What a strange and wonderful medium this is that can bring us so close to people we hardly know.

  1411. NMax: That is absolutely NOT what I was doing!
    No implicit dog-whistle eyebrow-ing intended.
    I only like, and wish to impart, the message of the “one voice, etc” section.
    Its preceding part is dramatic prologue.
    Maybe it has offensive interpretations. Mine are benign.
    The comments we see here give me optimism and hope. So much unusual agreement. That’s all.
    We agree…let’s USE that.
    Listen to it when possible. It’s an “80’s” song BTW…

  1412. NMax: That is absolutely NOT what I was doing!
    No implicit dog-whistle eyebrow-ing intended.
    I only like, and wish to impart, the message of the “one voice, etc” section.
    Its preceding part is dramatic prologue.
    Maybe it has offensive interpretations. Mine are benign.
    The comments we see here give me optimism and hope. So much unusual agreement. That’s all.
    We agree…let’s USE that.
    Listen to it when possible. It’s an “80’s” song BTW…

  1413. NMax: That is absolutely NOT what I was doing!
    No implicit dog-whistle eyebrow-ing intended.
    I only like, and wish to impart, the message of the “one voice, etc” section.
    Its preceding part is dramatic prologue.
    Maybe it has offensive interpretations. Mine are benign.
    The comments we see here give me optimism and hope. So much unusual agreement. That’s all.
    We agree…let’s USE that.
    Listen to it when possible. It’s an “80’s” song BTW…

  1417. Found this through Pat Dollard’s blog.
    I am sorry for the loss everyone has endured, especially family and friends. God bless.

  1418. Found this through Pat Dollard’s blog.
    I am sorry for the loss everyone has endured, especially family and friends. God bless.

  1419. Found this through Pat Dollard’s blog.
    I am sorry for the loss everyone has endured, especially family and friends. God bless.

  1423. I read Andy’s blog once in awhile, though not recently. I really liked what he wrote. I’m sure I would have really liked him had I met him. I’m heartbroken at this news.
    God bless you Andy, and God keep your family and friends.

  1424. I read Andy’s blog once in awhile, though not recently. I really liked what he wrote. I’m sure I would have really liked him had I met him. I’m heartbroken at this news.
    God bless you Andy, and God keep your family and friends.

  1425. I read Andy’s blog once in awhile, though not recently. I really liked what he wrote. I’m sure I would have really liked him had I met him. I’m heartbroken at this news.
    God bless you Andy, and God keep your family and friends.

  1426. My thoughts and prayers, and those of my family, are with Major Blake and his family at this difficult time. I thank him and them for their service to our country.

  1427. My thoughts and prayers, and those of my family, are with Major Blake and his family at this difficult time. I thank him and them for their service to our country.

  1428. My thoughts and prayers, and those of my family, are with Major Blake and his family at this difficult time. I thank him and them for their service to our country.

  1429. I’m posting yet again in attempt to give words to what I’m feeling. Here is a quote that helped me understand this man’s sacrifice.
    Peace is not for us, but for the ones who will come after us. Their peace will be built on our bodies and the bodies of our loved ones.
    -Unknown
    You have done your part, Major. We miss you.

  1430. I’m posting yet again in attempt to give words to what I’m feeling. Here is a quote that helped me understand this man’s sacrifice.
    Peace is not for us, but for the ones who will come after us. Their peace will be built on our bodies and the bodies of our loved ones.
    -Unknown
    You have done your part, Major. We miss you.

  1431. I’m posting yet again in attempt to give words to what I’m feeling. Here is a quote that helped me understand this man’s sacrifice.
    Peace is not for us, but for the ones who will come after us. Their peace will be built on our bodies and the bodies of our loved ones.
    -Unknown
    You have done your part, Major. We miss you.

  1435. (No) Free Lunch: …but there are also a couple of recommended diaries at DailyKos, as well.
    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

  1436. (No) Free Lunch: …but there are also a couple of recommended diaries at DailyKos, as well.
    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

  1437. (No) Free Lunch: …but there are also a couple of recommended diaries at DailyKos, as well.
    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

  1438. I don’t blog here.
    I find it disturbing some of you chose to ignore the last wishes of one of you who has fallen.
    To this man, and his family.
    Thank You.

  1439. I don’t blog here.
    I find it disturbing some of you chose to ignore the last wishes of one of you who has fallen.
    To this man, and his family.
    Thank You.

  1440. I don’t blog here.
    I find it disturbing some of you chose to ignore the last wishes of one of you who has fallen.
    To this man, and his family.
    Thank You.

  1441. I am sorry and sad for the people who were in Andrew’s life. People like him do leave a space behind when they leave us. The human race is honored to have people like him walk amongst us.

  1442. I am sorry and sad for the people who were in Andrew’s life. People like him do leave a space behind when they leave us. The human race is honored to have people like him walk amongst us.

  1443. I am sorry and sad for the people who were in Andrew’s life. People like him do leave a space behind when they leave us. The human race is honored to have people like him walk amongst us.

  1444. Touching, yet meaningless. Call me callus, but consider this… What if, our imagined creator, our constantly burdened mind, trying to understand our very existence, is simply, a reflection of ourselves. We all must die, but at the same time, we are often able to choose how soon.

  1445. Touching, yet meaningless. Call me callus, but consider this… What if, our imagined creator, our constantly burdened mind, trying to understand our very existence, is simply, a reflection of ourselves. We all must die, but at the same time, we are often able to choose how soon.

  1446. Touching, yet meaningless. Call me callus, but consider this… What if, our imagined creator, our constantly burdened mind, trying to understand our very existence, is simply, a reflection of ourselves. We all must die, but at the same time, we are often able to choose how soon.

  1450. Dugg. Godspeed, Andrew.
    A cousin starts his deployment there in a few weeks. My mom and my aunts taught me never to hate, that hate makes us ugly … but motherf*¢k, I hate this goddamned war. Damn it. *bangs head against wall*

  1451. Dugg. Godspeed, Andrew.
    A cousin starts his deployment there in a few weeks. My mom and my aunts taught me never to hate, that hate makes us ugly … but motherf*¢k, I hate this goddamned war. Damn it. *bangs head against wall*

  1452. Dugg. Godspeed, Andrew.
    A cousin starts his deployment there in a few weeks. My mom and my aunts taught me never to hate, that hate makes us ugly … but motherf*¢k, I hate this goddamned war. Damn it. *bangs head against wall*

  1456. I must whole heartedly admit that I am acutely aware of how trite & selfish my complaints about my own life now seem. I live a life of repetition, rising and then resting again at the same drone of an alarm clock, not enjoying the gifts of my life or becoming the person I am supposed to be, just existing with my head on a pivot, observing everyone else’s gifts while wondering when my ship will come in.
    I stand in complete contrast to Andy, and I’m not afraid to say he has given me a thorough need to examine and balance some of my own issues.
    I say this not for self sympathy or pity. Believe me, this is not a “me” discussion
    I say this because I’m not sure if I have ever been rocked back in my chair in amazement by the words of such a grounded & endearing person, who has spent his time (explaining this mess to the rest of us). By humanizing this huge war endeavor we now struggle with.
    My role in this circus (civilian life) has yet to manifest itself inside me. This is due to no fault of government, or the way I was raised, or a bullshit excuse of my outside environment.
    I exist as I am with the gifts I was given. Either I indulge them and take steps to make my life happy, or risk finding the end of my time here, having not jumped at all those chances & opportunities.
    Andy, you have inspired me to hold on what I have dear & make decisions to live a happy life, doing something you loved, like mentioned earlier.
    Your cheeky humor and self deprecating comedy won me over.
    People like your self help the rest of us with a little nudge in the right direction. Not a banner, a billboard, a scream at a protest rally, but with a simple use of words, that teach us we are all still brethren, as scary as the world seems.
    This is my first blog posting and I feel al little overwhelmed. I hope I have shared my views within the context of self examination; steering clear of politics, within the wishes of Andy.
    I would have loved to have been your friend. Please save me a seat up there.
    Thank you for the peace inside me that this man, whom I have never met, instilled.
    “May the road rise to meet you,
    May the wind be always at your back”
    –Irish Blessing

  1457. I must whole heartedly admit that I am acutely aware of how trite & selfish my complaints about my own life now seem. I live a life of repetition, rising and then resting again at the same drone of an alarm clock, not enjoying the gifts of my life or becoming the person I am supposed to be, just existing with my head on a pivot, observing everyone else’s gifts while wondering when my ship will come in.
    I stand in complete contrast to Andy, and I’m not afraid to say he has given me a thorough need to examine and balance some of my own issues.
    I say this not for self sympathy or pity. Believe me, this is not a “me” discussion
    I say this because I’m not sure if I have ever been rocked back in my chair in amazement by the words of such a grounded & endearing person, who has spent his time (explaining this mess to the rest of us). By humanizing this huge war endeavor we now struggle with.
    My role in this circus (civilian life) has yet to manifest itself inside me. This is due to no fault of government, or the way I was raised, or a bullshit excuse of my outside environment.
    I exist as I am with the gifts I was given. Either I indulge them and take steps to make my life happy, or risk finding the end of my time here, having not jumped at all those chances & opportunities.
    Andy, you have inspired me to hold on what I have dear & make decisions to live a happy life, doing something you loved, like mentioned earlier.
    Your cheeky humor and self deprecating comedy won me over.
    People like your self help the rest of us with a little nudge in the right direction. Not a banner, a billboard, a scream at a protest rally, but with a simple use of words, that teach us we are all still brethren, as scary as the world seems.
    This is my first blog posting and I feel al little overwhelmed. I hope I have shared my views within the context of self examination; steering clear of politics, within the wishes of Andy.
    I would have loved to have been your friend. Please save me a seat up there.
    Thank you for the peace inside me that this man, whom I have never met, instilled.
    “May the road rise to meet you,
    May the wind be always at your back”
    –Irish Blessing

  1458. I must whole heartedly admit that I am acutely aware of how trite & selfish my complaints about my own life now seem. I live a life of repetition, rising and then resting again at the same drone of an alarm clock, not enjoying the gifts of my life or becoming the person I am supposed to be, just existing with my head on a pivot, observing everyone else’s gifts while wondering when my ship will come in.
    I stand in complete contrast to Andy, and I’m not afraid to say he has given me a thorough need to examine and balance some of my own issues.
    I say this not for self sympathy or pity. Believe me, this is not a “me” discussion
    I say this because I’m not sure if I have ever been rocked back in my chair in amazement by the words of such a grounded & endearing person, who has spent his time (explaining this mess to the rest of us). By humanizing this huge war endeavor we now struggle with.
    My role in this circus (civilian life) has yet to manifest itself inside me. This is due to no fault of government, or the way I was raised, or a bullshit excuse of my outside environment.
    I exist as I am with the gifts I was given. Either I indulge them and take steps to make my life happy, or risk finding the end of my time here, having not jumped at all those chances & opportunities.
    Andy, you have inspired me to hold on what I have dear & make decisions to live a happy life, doing something you loved, like mentioned earlier.
    Your cheeky humor and self deprecating comedy won me over.
    People like your self help the rest of us with a little nudge in the right direction. Not a banner, a billboard, a scream at a protest rally, but with a simple use of words, that teach us we are all still brethren, as scary as the world seems.
    This is my first blog posting and I feel al little overwhelmed. I hope I have shared my views within the context of self examination; steering clear of politics, within the wishes of Andy.
    I would have loved to have been your friend. Please save me a seat up there.
    Thank you for the peace inside me that this man, whom I have never met, instilled.
    “May the road rise to meet you,
    May the wind be always at your back”
    –Irish Blessing

  1465. To the family and friends, from a lurker, my deepest condolences. Nothing I can do will help much right now, so I’ll just say that I am thinking of you, and wishing you well.
    To Andrew, thank you. I didn’t ask you to be there, but you were, and I thank you for your work. Here’s hoping that peace is upon you now, and your loved ones find comfort in that.

  1466. To the family and friends, from a lurker, my deepest condolences. Nothing I can do will help much right now, so I’ll just say that I am thinking of you, and wishing you well.
    To Andrew, thank you. I didn’t ask you to be there, but you were, and I thank you for your work. Here’s hoping that peace is upon you now, and your loved ones find comfort in that.

  1467. To the family and friends, from a lurker, my deepest condolences. Nothing I can do will help much right now, so I’ll just say that I am thinking of you, and wishing you well.
    To Andrew, thank you. I didn’t ask you to be there, but you were, and I thank you for your work. Here’s hoping that peace is upon you now, and your loved ones find comfort in that.

  1474. Deepest condolences to friends and family, especially to his mother, father, and wife.
    I hope you all find a way to endure the loss, and will seek out the support and counsel that you need to accept what seems insurmountable at this writing.
    May Andrew Olmsted rest in peace. He was a better man than I.

  1475. Deepest condolences to friends and family, especially to his mother, father, and wife.
    I hope you all find a way to endure the loss, and will seek out the support and counsel that you need to accept what seems insurmountable at this writing.
    May Andrew Olmsted rest in peace. He was a better man than I.

  1476. Deepest condolences to friends and family, especially to his mother, father, and wife.
    I hope you all find a way to endure the loss, and will seek out the support and counsel that you need to accept what seems insurmountable at this writing.
    May Andrew Olmsted rest in peace. He was a better man than I.

  1477. At times like this I always seem to recall the poet Emily Dickinson (these are from memory, so I hope I recall correctly):
    Hope is the thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul—-
    And sings the tune without the words
    And never stops at all.
    and
    They drop’t like flakes, they drop’t like stars
    Like the petals of a rose
    When suddenly through the June
    A wind with fingers goes.
    They fell into the seamless grass
    No eye can find the place
    Yet God can summon every face
    On His repealless list.
    RIP, Andy
    You have done your duty.

  1478. At times like this I always seem to recall the poet Emily Dickinson (these are from memory, so I hope I recall correctly):
    Hope is the thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul—-
    And sings the tune without the words
    And never stops at all.
    and
    They drop’t like flakes, they drop’t like stars
    Like the petals of a rose
    When suddenly through the June
    A wind with fingers goes.
    They fell into the seamless grass
    No eye can find the place
    Yet God can summon every face
    On His repealless list.
    RIP, Andy
    You have done your duty.

  1479. At times like this I always seem to recall the poet Emily Dickinson (these are from memory, so I hope I recall correctly):
    Hope is the thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul—-
    And sings the tune without the words
    And never stops at all.
    and
    They drop’t like flakes, they drop’t like stars
    Like the petals of a rose
    When suddenly through the June
    A wind with fingers goes.
    They fell into the seamless grass
    No eye can find the place
    Yet God can summon every face
    On His repealless list.
    RIP, Andy
    You have done your duty.

  1483. Paraphrasing Lt. Johnny Rico: Someone asked me once if I knew the difference between a civilian and a citizen. I know now. A citizen has the courage to make the safety of the human race their personal responsibility. I didn’t know Andrew, but he was a friend to many here. He was a soldier. But most important, he was a citizen of the United States of America.
    May the light of G’Quan guide you, Citizen G’Kar, and may you find the peace you sought in life.

  1484. Paraphrasing Lt. Johnny Rico: Someone asked me once if I knew the difference between a civilian and a citizen. I know now. A citizen has the courage to make the safety of the human race their personal responsibility. I didn’t know Andrew, but he was a friend to many here. He was a soldier. But most important, he was a citizen of the United States of America.
    May the light of G’Quan guide you, Citizen G’Kar, and may you find the peace you sought in life.

  1485. Paraphrasing Lt. Johnny Rico: Someone asked me once if I knew the difference between a civilian and a citizen. I know now. A citizen has the courage to make the safety of the human race their personal responsibility. I didn’t know Andrew, but he was a friend to many here. He was a soldier. But most important, he was a citizen of the United States of America.
    May the light of G’Quan guide you, Citizen G’Kar, and may you find the peace you sought in life.

  1486. Haven’t visited ObWings for quite some time, due to lack of time.  Appreciated being on the blogroll and the occasional link.
    Found this because of a chance pass through The Volokh Conspiracy.
    I’m a pretty wordy SOB, but I have nothing to say except to call myself “present”.

  1487. Haven’t visited ObWings for quite some time, due to lack of time.  Appreciated being on the blogroll and the occasional link.
    Found this because of a chance pass through The Volokh Conspiracy.
    I’m a pretty wordy SOB, but I have nothing to say except to call myself “present”.

  1488. Haven’t visited ObWings for quite some time, due to lack of time.  Appreciated being on the blogroll and the occasional link.
    Found this because of a chance pass through The Volokh Conspiracy.
    I’m a pretty wordy SOB, but I have nothing to say except to call myself “present”.

  1489. I post to let Andrew’s family know that this is a life he has touched, and another who will mourn his passing.
    Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
    Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
    Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
    I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

  1490. I post to let Andrew’s family know that this is a life he has touched, and another who will mourn his passing.
    Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
    Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
    Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
    I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

  1491. I post to let Andrew’s family know that this is a life he has touched, and another who will mourn his passing.
    Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
    Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
    Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
    I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

  1495. Andrew’s name has been released.

    The Department of Defense reports a soldier from Colorado Springs has died while fighting in Iraq.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and his team were attacked by gunmen on January 3rd in As Sadiyah, Iraq, according to a statement released by the DoD.
    He and another soldier were killed.
    They served with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division based in Fort Riley, Kansas.
    Olmsted was 37 years old.

  1496. Andrew’s name has been released.

    The Department of Defense reports a soldier from Colorado Springs has died while fighting in Iraq.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and his team were attacked by gunmen on January 3rd in As Sadiyah, Iraq, according to a statement released by the DoD.
    He and another soldier were killed.
    They served with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division based in Fort Riley, Kansas.
    Olmsted was 37 years old.

  1497. Andrew’s name has been released.

    The Department of Defense reports a soldier from Colorado Springs has died while fighting in Iraq.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and his team were attacked by gunmen on January 3rd in As Sadiyah, Iraq, according to a statement released by the DoD.
    He and another soldier were killed.
    They served with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division based in Fort Riley, Kansas.
    Olmsted was 37 years old.

  1498. may he rest is peace. My cuz is leaving for iraq shortly and this just reminds me how real this is. i thank him for what he has done.

  1499. may he rest is peace. My cuz is leaving for iraq shortly and this just reminds me how real this is. i thank him for what he has done.

  1500. may he rest is peace. My cuz is leaving for iraq shortly and this just reminds me how real this is. i thank him for what he has done.

  1501. Shines the name, shines the name…
    Contrary to those who stated they didn’t understand his final message, that it didn’t explain who Andrew Olmsted was, the sad part is that they can’t see that Andrew Olmsted DID tell us who he was. It’s just that the answer doesn’t fit into a nice neat label.
    He was a leader. He was an officer who wasn’t afraid to have his own opinion, or to discuss that opinion, while not only upholding his oath as an officer, but understanding WHY that oath was important. He clearly wasn’t a sycophant, he wasn’t carefully managing his career to ensure he made general officer, he wasn’t one to unquestioningly follow the herd.
    He was what an officer SHOULD BE. Sadly, too many aren’t, and the ranks of the good ones are further depleted.
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    When they come I will stand my ground
    Stand my ground I’ll not be afraid
    Thoughts of home take away my fear
    Sweat and blood hide my veil of tears
    Once a year say a prayer for me
    Close your eyes and remember me
    Never more shall I see the sun
    For I fell to a Germans gun
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Where before many more have gone
    — Joe Kilna MacKenzie
    Absent companions!
    *smash*

  1502. Shines the name, shines the name…
    Contrary to those who stated they didn’t understand his final message, that it didn’t explain who Andrew Olmsted was, the sad part is that they can’t see that Andrew Olmsted DID tell us who he was. It’s just that the answer doesn’t fit into a nice neat label.
    He was a leader. He was an officer who wasn’t afraid to have his own opinion, or to discuss that opinion, while not only upholding his oath as an officer, but understanding WHY that oath was important. He clearly wasn’t a sycophant, he wasn’t carefully managing his career to ensure he made general officer, he wasn’t one to unquestioningly follow the herd.
    He was what an officer SHOULD BE. Sadly, too many aren’t, and the ranks of the good ones are further depleted.
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    When they come I will stand my ground
    Stand my ground I’ll not be afraid
    Thoughts of home take away my fear
    Sweat and blood hide my veil of tears
    Once a year say a prayer for me
    Close your eyes and remember me
    Never more shall I see the sun
    For I fell to a Germans gun
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Where before many more have gone
    — Joe Kilna MacKenzie
    Absent companions!
    *smash*

  1503. Shines the name, shines the name…
    Contrary to those who stated they didn’t understand his final message, that it didn’t explain who Andrew Olmsted was, the sad part is that they can’t see that Andrew Olmsted DID tell us who he was. It’s just that the answer doesn’t fit into a nice neat label.
    He was a leader. He was an officer who wasn’t afraid to have his own opinion, or to discuss that opinion, while not only upholding his oath as an officer, but understanding WHY that oath was important. He clearly wasn’t a sycophant, he wasn’t carefully managing his career to ensure he made general officer, he wasn’t one to unquestioningly follow the herd.
    He was what an officer SHOULD BE. Sadly, too many aren’t, and the ranks of the good ones are further depleted.
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    When they come I will stand my ground
    Stand my ground I’ll not be afraid
    Thoughts of home take away my fear
    Sweat and blood hide my veil of tears
    Once a year say a prayer for me
    Close your eyes and remember me
    Never more shall I see the sun
    For I fell to a Germans gun
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Lay me down in the cold cold ground
    Where before many more have gone
    Where before many more have gone
    — Joe Kilna MacKenzie
    Absent companions!
    *smash*

  1510. i cannot possibly appreciate the accomplishments of this man that i never knew, and although i shed a tear, it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.

  1511. i cannot possibly appreciate the accomplishments of this man that i never knew, and although i shed a tear, it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.

  1512. i cannot possibly appreciate the accomplishments of this man that i never knew, and although i shed a tear, it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.

  1516. stumbled here…have been here for an hour trying to find something to say.
    i love this man…solely from the reflections of his character from those who both agreed and disagreed with him.
    here’s to you sir

  1517. stumbled here…have been here for an hour trying to find something to say.
    i love this man…solely from the reflections of his character from those who both agreed and disagreed with him.
    here’s to you sir

  1518. stumbled here…have been here for an hour trying to find something to say.
    i love this man…solely from the reflections of his character from those who both agreed and disagreed with him.
    here’s to you sir

  1522. Started to choke up with “who also posted here as G’Kar”. Things got worse. Critical man-collapse came with “brightest star in my sky”.
    I’ve never read anything else this guy has written but from this one piece he was probably a lot like me. About the same age, same sense of humour, duty, honor and all that crap. And a B5 fan. Reading the intro made me despair that someone like me was gone, and ashamed that they had probably done a lot more with their life in the time given than I’ll ever do. Reading through to the end though has made me want to do more with whatever I have ahead.
    Must have been a hell of a guy.
    My condolences to all of you who knew him, especially his family and his wife Amanda.

  1523. Started to choke up with “who also posted here as G’Kar”. Things got worse. Critical man-collapse came with “brightest star in my sky”.
    I’ve never read anything else this guy has written but from this one piece he was probably a lot like me. About the same age, same sense of humour, duty, honor and all that crap. And a B5 fan. Reading the intro made me despair that someone like me was gone, and ashamed that they had probably done a lot more with their life in the time given than I’ll ever do. Reading through to the end though has made me want to do more with whatever I have ahead.
    Must have been a hell of a guy.
    My condolences to all of you who knew him, especially his family and his wife Amanda.

  1524. Started to choke up with “who also posted here as G’Kar”. Things got worse. Critical man-collapse came with “brightest star in my sky”.
    I’ve never read anything else this guy has written but from this one piece he was probably a lot like me. About the same age, same sense of humour, duty, honor and all that crap. And a B5 fan. Reading the intro made me despair that someone like me was gone, and ashamed that they had probably done a lot more with their life in the time given than I’ll ever do. Reading through to the end though has made me want to do more with whatever I have ahead.
    Must have been a hell of a guy.
    My condolences to all of you who knew him, especially his family and his wife Amanda.

  1525. Transwave: Somewhere out there in the vastness of the worst hell you can imagine, a tiny sub-sub-demon gives half a flying fsck what you think.

  1526. Transwave: Somewhere out there in the vastness of the worst hell you can imagine, a tiny sub-sub-demon gives half a flying fsck what you think.

  1527. Transwave: Somewhere out there in the vastness of the worst hell you can imagine, a tiny sub-sub-demon gives half a flying fsck what you think.

  1528. I read OW frequently and appreciate it. I enjoyed Andrew’s postings very much and am shocked and saddened to hear of his death. My condolences and gratitude to his family for supporting him in being a soldier for our country.
    Some of us reach for poetry at times like this. This is what came to me:
    —
    I died from minerality and became vegetable;
    And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
    I died from animality and became man.
    Then why fear disappearance through death?
    Next time I shall die
    Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
    After that, soaring higher than angels –
    What you cannot imagine,
    I shall be that.
    – Rumi.
    Two more things. Babylon 5 rocked (the series, no matter the lighting.) And, for what it’s worth, here is a page that I put together several years ago full of resources to help with grieving.
    http://tinyurl.com/2gfpsd
    Thank you for publishing the last blog, Hilzoy. I will heartily miss Andrew’s postings.
    Kate

  1529. I read OW frequently and appreciate it. I enjoyed Andrew’s postings very much and am shocked and saddened to hear of his death. My condolences and gratitude to his family for supporting him in being a soldier for our country.
    Some of us reach for poetry at times like this. This is what came to me:
    —
    I died from minerality and became vegetable;
    And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
    I died from animality and became man.
    Then why fear disappearance through death?
    Next time I shall die
    Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
    After that, soaring higher than angels –
    What you cannot imagine,
    I shall be that.
    – Rumi.
    Two more things. Babylon 5 rocked (the series, no matter the lighting.) And, for what it’s worth, here is a page that I put together several years ago full of resources to help with grieving.
    http://tinyurl.com/2gfpsd
    Thank you for publishing the last blog, Hilzoy. I will heartily miss Andrew’s postings.
    Kate

  1530. I read OW frequently and appreciate it. I enjoyed Andrew’s postings very much and am shocked and saddened to hear of his death. My condolences and gratitude to his family for supporting him in being a soldier for our country.
    Some of us reach for poetry at times like this. This is what came to me:
    —
    I died from minerality and became vegetable;
    And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
    I died from animality and became man.
    Then why fear disappearance through death?
    Next time I shall die
    Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
    After that, soaring higher than angels –
    What you cannot imagine,
    I shall be that.
    – Rumi.
    Two more things. Babylon 5 rocked (the series, no matter the lighting.) And, for what it’s worth, here is a page that I put together several years ago full of resources to help with grieving.
    http://tinyurl.com/2gfpsd
    Thank you for publishing the last blog, Hilzoy. I will heartily miss Andrew’s postings.
    Kate

  1531. Deepest condolences to Andy’s family and friends, including the friends here. I’ve never posted but have read here for a couple of years.
    G’kar had a certain depth of understanding of sacrifice that is hard to surpass.
    “I know that I shall meet my fate
    Somewhere among the clouds above;
    Those that I fight I do not hate
    Those that I guard I do not love”
    W.B. Yeats

  1532. This is an amazing farewell. It was so generous of him to put the time into crafting it. How incredibly blessed he and his wife were to have those years together.
    Comfort, healing and the warmest of recollections to all who loved him.

  1533. Deepest condolences to Andy’s family and friends, including the friends here. I’ve never posted but have read here for a couple of years.
    G’kar had a certain depth of understanding of sacrifice that is hard to surpass.
    “I know that I shall meet my fate
    Somewhere among the clouds above;
    Those that I fight I do not hate
    Those that I guard I do not love”
    W.B. Yeats

  1534. This is an amazing farewell. It was so generous of him to put the time into crafting it. How incredibly blessed he and his wife were to have those years together.
    Comfort, healing and the warmest of recollections to all who loved him.

  1535. Deepest condolences to Andy’s family and friends, including the friends here. I’ve never posted but have read here for a couple of years.
    G’kar had a certain depth of understanding of sacrifice that is hard to surpass.
    “I know that I shall meet my fate
    Somewhere among the clouds above;
    Those that I fight I do not hate
    Those that I guard I do not love”
    W.B. Yeats

  1536. This is an amazing farewell. It was so generous of him to put the time into crafting it. How incredibly blessed he and his wife were to have those years together.
    Comfort, healing and the warmest of recollections to all who loved him.

  1537. Another brother lost to the charges of war. I can only say that I know that he was aware of the cost of this profession. Every time we left the walls we knew what the chances were. Please don’t think that daily life over there doesn’t evolve around an option of losing your life. I often looked into my brothers eyes and could feel what they couldn’t say. War is a hell of a place to find humanity! It truely is but the price paid by so many (regardless of political sides) is a unfortunate debt in war. This soldier knew life, he knew happiness, he knew all the things that you can experience in life and probably a couple more since being on ground over there. I walk everyday with my head held high not just for myself but to the memory of all those who fell before me and will fall after me. I pray that his family heals fast and finds a source of comfort amongst themselves. As he said don’t use his death to generate hate or political issues. Use his death as a chance to see that their still are heroes that walk amongst us everyday. God bless brother… We shall all fall in to that big formation one day!

  1538. Another brother lost to the charges of war. I can only say that I know that he was aware of the cost of this profession. Every time we left the walls we knew what the chances were. Please don’t think that daily life over there doesn’t evolve around an option of losing your life. I often looked into my brothers eyes and could feel what they couldn’t say. War is a hell of a place to find humanity! It truely is but the price paid by so many (regardless of political sides) is a unfortunate debt in war. This soldier knew life, he knew happiness, he knew all the things that you can experience in life and probably a couple more since being on ground over there. I walk everyday with my head held high not just for myself but to the memory of all those who fell before me and will fall after me. I pray that his family heals fast and finds a source of comfort amongst themselves. As he said don’t use his death to generate hate or political issues. Use his death as a chance to see that their still are heroes that walk amongst us everyday. God bless brother… We shall all fall in to that big formation one day!

  1539. Another brother lost to the charges of war. I can only say that I know that he was aware of the cost of this profession. Every time we left the walls we knew what the chances were. Please don’t think that daily life over there doesn’t evolve around an option of losing your life. I often looked into my brothers eyes and could feel what they couldn’t say. War is a hell of a place to find humanity! It truely is but the price paid by so many (regardless of political sides) is a unfortunate debt in war. This soldier knew life, he knew happiness, he knew all the things that you can experience in life and probably a couple more since being on ground over there. I walk everyday with my head held high not just for myself but to the memory of all those who fell before me and will fall after me. I pray that his family heals fast and finds a source of comfort amongst themselves. As he said don’t use his death to generate hate or political issues. Use his death as a chance to see that their still are heroes that walk amongst us everyday. God bless brother… We shall all fall in to that big formation one day!

  1552. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but now I wish I had. So, one good allusion deserves another. Goodbye and Godspeed, sir.
    Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way.
    Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass. And then you see it.
    Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?
    Gandalf: White shores… And beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.
    Pippin: Well… That isn’t so bad.
    Gandalf: No. No, it isn’t.

  1553. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but now I wish I had. So, one good allusion deserves another. Goodbye and Godspeed, sir.
    Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way.
    Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass. And then you see it.
    Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?
    Gandalf: White shores… And beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.
    Pippin: Well… That isn’t so bad.
    Gandalf: No. No, it isn’t.

  1554. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but now I wish I had. So, one good allusion deserves another. Goodbye and Godspeed, sir.
    Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way.
    Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass. And then you see it.
    Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?
    Gandalf: White shores… And beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.
    Pippin: Well… That isn’t so bad.
    Gandalf: No. No, it isn’t.

  1555. What the hell is wrong with some people? Sensible and transwave, you’re of course entitled to your own opinion, but why the hell would you post it here, on this thread? Anybody else who thinks this is an appropriate forum for criticism of Andrew’s post can kindly fuck off.

  1556. What the hell is wrong with some people? Sensible and transwave, you’re of course entitled to your own opinion, but why the hell would you post it here, on this thread? Anybody else who thinks this is an appropriate forum for criticism of Andrew’s post can kindly fuck off.

  1557. What the hell is wrong with some people? Sensible and transwave, you’re of course entitled to your own opinion, but why the hell would you post it here, on this thread? Anybody else who thinks this is an appropriate forum for criticism of Andrew’s post can kindly fuck off.

  1558. I do not read this blog, I found the link on Fark. I regret not reading his posts before now. I was truly moved. My condolences to his family.

  1559. I do not read this blog, I found the link on Fark. I regret not reading his posts before now. I was truly moved. My condolences to his family.

  1560. I do not read this blog, I found the link on Fark. I regret not reading his posts before now. I was truly moved. My condolences to his family.

  1567. All the best wishes to his family, his friends and his comrades. This is a tragedy for the Army, and for the West. Thats all that I can really articulate =/

  1568. All the best wishes to his family, his friends and his comrades. This is a tragedy for the Army, and for the West. Thats all that I can really articulate =/

  1569. All the best wishes to his family, his friends and his comrades. This is a tragedy for the Army, and for the West. Thats all that I can really articulate =/

  1570. Andrew Olmsted you will no doubt be missed. I have no adequate words with which to describe the thoughts and feelings that your final post have awakened in me. You obviously were a thoughtful man who enjoyed life. Though I fear the impact of your passing will not change much of anything in this world, it has given me pause to think of how paltry and weak the arguments are that separate us today in this great land of fortune, freedom and opportunity.
    I hope you find that you were wrong about what follows after life. If there is one who deserves something good after life is done it would be someone like you. I believe it is true to say that no one ever knows how much time they really have and if we try to hang on to it to tight we never get to enjoy it.
    May God’s peace be upon you my brother.

  1571. Andrew Olmsted you will no doubt be missed. I have no adequate words with which to describe the thoughts and feelings that your final post have awakened in me. You obviously were a thoughtful man who enjoyed life. Though I fear the impact of your passing will not change much of anything in this world, it has given me pause to think of how paltry and weak the arguments are that separate us today in this great land of fortune, freedom and opportunity.
    I hope you find that you were wrong about what follows after life. If there is one who deserves something good after life is done it would be someone like you. I believe it is true to say that no one ever knows how much time they really have and if we try to hang on to it to tight we never get to enjoy it.
    May God’s peace be upon you my brother.

  1572. Andrew Olmsted you will no doubt be missed. I have no adequate words with which to describe the thoughts and feelings that your final post have awakened in me. You obviously were a thoughtful man who enjoyed life. Though I fear the impact of your passing will not change much of anything in this world, it has given me pause to think of how paltry and weak the arguments are that separate us today in this great land of fortune, freedom and opportunity.
    I hope you find that you were wrong about what follows after life. If there is one who deserves something good after life is done it would be someone like you. I believe it is true to say that no one ever knows how much time they really have and if we try to hang on to it to tight we never get to enjoy it.
    May God’s peace be upon you my brother.

  1573. Were it not for his death – and reading about it on Daily Kos – I may never have had the blessing of reading Major Olmsted’s writings.
    After fighting back tears – or failing to fight them back – almost every day for the few first months of the war in 2003 when the news would report on soldiers who had been killed, I fear that I had become numb to the awful losses that have been suffered by soldiers and families alike in this and any other war.
    Reading this post, and a number of his incredibly insightful and lucid prior posts, has brought the full tragedy of the last five years back with the a sadness as keen as any I’ve felt since my own mother died 15 years ago.
    Gone is a great American, and my deepest sympathy go out to his wife, family and friends. But Major Olmsted is wrong that his life made the world only a little better – he represents the best that our country has to offer.
    And maybe the Major would be comforted to know that even his death has brought blessings as well as sadness – or perhaps brought blessings in the form of sadness. The sadness I feel is not a bad thing, and I hope it will help break through the the state of numbness that others like myself have felt as the death toll of this war became just another number on the screen, like the Dow Jones Industrial Average during a never-ending bull market.
    I salute you, Major Olmsted, and wish you could know that a little of the level-headed lucidity you exhibit in your writing, and to which those who knew you speak about, may just have been passed to me and others as a result of the tragedy of your death.
    Rest in peace.

  1574. Were it not for his death – and reading about it on Daily Kos – I may never have had the blessing of reading Major Olmsted’s writings.
    After fighting back tears – or failing to fight them back – almost every day for the few first months of the war in 2003 when the news would report on soldiers who had been killed, I fear that I had become numb to the awful losses that have been suffered by soldiers and families alike in this and any other war.
    Reading this post, and a number of his incredibly insightful and lucid prior posts, has brought the full tragedy of the last five years back with the a sadness as keen as any I’ve felt since my own mother died 15 years ago.
    Gone is a great American, and my deepest sympathy go out to his wife, family and friends. But Major Olmsted is wrong that his life made the world only a little better – he represents the best that our country has to offer.
    And maybe the Major would be comforted to know that even his death has brought blessings as well as sadness – or perhaps brought blessings in the form of sadness. The sadness I feel is not a bad thing, and I hope it will help break through the the state of numbness that others like myself have felt as the death toll of this war became just another number on the screen, like the Dow Jones Industrial Average during a never-ending bull market.
    I salute you, Major Olmsted, and wish you could know that a little of the level-headed lucidity you exhibit in your writing, and to which those who knew you speak about, may just have been passed to me and others as a result of the tragedy of your death.
    Rest in peace.

  1575. Were it not for his death – and reading about it on Daily Kos – I may never have had the blessing of reading Major Olmsted’s writings.
    After fighting back tears – or failing to fight them back – almost every day for the few first months of the war in 2003 when the news would report on soldiers who had been killed, I fear that I had become numb to the awful losses that have been suffered by soldiers and families alike in this and any other war.
    Reading this post, and a number of his incredibly insightful and lucid prior posts, has brought the full tragedy of the last five years back with the a sadness as keen as any I’ve felt since my own mother died 15 years ago.
    Gone is a great American, and my deepest sympathy go out to his wife, family and friends. But Major Olmsted is wrong that his life made the world only a little better – he represents the best that our country has to offer.
    And maybe the Major would be comforted to know that even his death has brought blessings as well as sadness – or perhaps brought blessings in the form of sadness. The sadness I feel is not a bad thing, and I hope it will help break through the the state of numbness that others like myself have felt as the death toll of this war became just another number on the screen, like the Dow Jones Industrial Average during a never-ending bull market.
    I salute you, Major Olmsted, and wish you could know that a little of the level-headed lucidity you exhibit in your writing, and to which those who knew you speak about, may just have been passed to me and others as a result of the tragedy of your death.
    Rest in peace.

  1576. “With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right”
    That’s the way I think that Andrew lived. He was a Righteous Dude, for lack of a better description.
    Thanks Andrew. I mourn your death. Rest in Peace.

  1577. “With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right”
    That’s the way I think that Andrew lived. He was a Righteous Dude, for lack of a better description.
    Thanks Andrew. I mourn your death. Rest in Peace.

  1578. “With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right”
    That’s the way I think that Andrew lived. He was a Righteous Dude, for lack of a better description.
    Thanks Andrew. I mourn your death. Rest in Peace.

  1579. It’s a tremendous debt that we owe to the men and women who have perished during this war, as well as those who serve and have served. We don’t appreciate what it is we have sometimes.

  1580. It’s a tremendous debt that we owe to the men and women who have perished during this war, as well as those who serve and have served. We don’t appreciate what it is we have sometimes.

  1581. It’s a tremendous debt that we owe to the men and women who have perished during this war, as well as those who serve and have served. We don’t appreciate what it is we have sometimes.

  1582. I didn’t know Andy in real life. But I truly enjoyed his blogging.
    And it’s weird, because there are people I’ve known in real life that have made that ultimate sacrifice we all talk about.
    But the tears I’m shedding tonight are real, just as his posts were.
    We’ll miss you Major. We’ll miss your insight, your wisdom, and your point of reference that we obviously couldn’t comprehend.
    Thank you Hilzoy for sharing this with us.
    And thanks to Andrew’s family for everything.

  1583. I didn’t know Andy in real life. But I truly enjoyed his blogging.
    And it’s weird, because there are people I’ve known in real life that have made that ultimate sacrifice we all talk about.
    But the tears I’m shedding tonight are real, just as his posts were.
    We’ll miss you Major. We’ll miss your insight, your wisdom, and your point of reference that we obviously couldn’t comprehend.
    Thank you Hilzoy for sharing this with us.
    And thanks to Andrew’s family for everything.

  1584. I didn’t know Andy in real life. But I truly enjoyed his blogging.
    And it’s weird, because there are people I’ve known in real life that have made that ultimate sacrifice we all talk about.
    But the tears I’m shedding tonight are real, just as his posts were.
    We’ll miss you Major. We’ll miss your insight, your wisdom, and your point of reference that we obviously couldn’t comprehend.
    Thank you Hilzoy for sharing this with us.
    And thanks to Andrew’s family for everything.

  1585. Wow, that post blew me away. I read it over an hour ago and the comment thread was almost as touching. I barely knew of Andy on the blogosphere except once or twice, but I wish I had been able to learn more from him.
    Godspeed Andy, and my deepest sympathies to his family.

  1586. Wow, that post blew me away. I read it over an hour ago and the comment thread was almost as touching. I barely knew of Andy on the blogosphere except once or twice, but I wish I had been able to learn more from him.
    Godspeed Andy, and my deepest sympathies to his family.

  1587. Wow, that post blew me away. I read it over an hour ago and the comment thread was almost as touching. I barely knew of Andy on the blogosphere except once or twice, but I wish I had been able to learn more from him.
    Godspeed Andy, and my deepest sympathies to his family.

  1591. Please accept my sincere condolences…I read this last post by Andy while at home and it is so moving I am keeping it for my daughter and her sister and brother to read when they are ready. I have a stack of items that they must read before they turn 18 so they maybe will understand this world just a bit better than I did when I made careened into 18 years old. This very moving piece by Andy moves near the top.

  1592. Please accept my sincere condolences…I read this last post by Andy while at home and it is so moving I am keeping it for my daughter and her sister and brother to read when they are ready. I have a stack of items that they must read before they turn 18 so they maybe will understand this world just a bit better than I did when I made careened into 18 years old. This very moving piece by Andy moves near the top.

  1593. Please accept my sincere condolences…I read this last post by Andy while at home and it is so moving I am keeping it for my daughter and her sister and brother to read when they are ready. I have a stack of items that they must read before they turn 18 so they maybe will understand this world just a bit better than I did when I made careened into 18 years old. This very moving piece by Andy moves near the top.

  1594. I’ve only been to this blog a few times (came here today via Althouse), but I found myself reading not only the post, but the entire comment thread as well. My condolences to Andrews family and friends (of the blog variety and otherwise); it’s obvious from what has been written here that our nation is better off from his having been here.

  1595. I’ve only been to this blog a few times (came here today via Althouse), but I found myself reading not only the post, but the entire comment thread as well. My condolences to Andrews family and friends (of the blog variety and otherwise); it’s obvious from what has been written here that our nation is better off from his having been here.

  1596. I’ve only been to this blog a few times (came here today via Althouse), but I found myself reading not only the post, but the entire comment thread as well. My condolences to Andrews family and friends (of the blog variety and otherwise); it’s obvious from what has been written here that our nation is better off from his having been here.

  1600. What a damned shame. What a terrible loss to all of us, and particularly his family.
    I just bid another major au revoir (I hope), as he shipped out for Iraq. All I can say is that they deserve — and deserved — better of us. I’m profoundly sorry I didn’t run into him and his posts until now.

  1601. What a damned shame. What a terrible loss to all of us, and particularly his family.
    I just bid another major au revoir (I hope), as he shipped out for Iraq. All I can say is that they deserve — and deserved — better of us. I’m profoundly sorry I didn’t run into him and his posts until now.

  1602. What a damned shame. What a terrible loss to all of us, and particularly his family.
    I just bid another major au revoir (I hope), as he shipped out for Iraq. All I can say is that they deserve — and deserved — better of us. I’m profoundly sorry I didn’t run into him and his posts until now.

  1603. I, too, found this link on Fark.com. I, too, was moved to tears by the poetry found in these prosaic final words.
    I may be a liberal. I may hate this war. I may be foreign-born.
    But, these are the men for whom I say the Pledge of Allegiance.
    These are the men for whom I cover my heart with my hat.
    These are the men for whom I vote.
    These are the men that make me hold my head high and feel, if just for a fleeting moment or two, that despite our troubles, despite our fears, it’s still possible to be desperately, achingly, gut-wrenchingly proud to be an American; if not by birth, then by the grace of God.
    My heart and my prayers go out to Andy’s family and friends on this night that will be the longest night they’ve ever had to endure. This night on which a touchstone of their lives was pulled away from them.
    I hate this feeling.

  1604. I, too, found this link on Fark.com. I, too, was moved to tears by the poetry found in these prosaic final words.
    I may be a liberal. I may hate this war. I may be foreign-born.
    But, these are the men for whom I say the Pledge of Allegiance.
    These are the men for whom I cover my heart with my hat.
    These are the men for whom I vote.
    These are the men that make me hold my head high and feel, if just for a fleeting moment or two, that despite our troubles, despite our fears, it’s still possible to be desperately, achingly, gut-wrenchingly proud to be an American; if not by birth, then by the grace of God.
    My heart and my prayers go out to Andy’s family and friends on this night that will be the longest night they’ve ever had to endure. This night on which a touchstone of their lives was pulled away from them.
    I hate this feeling.

  1605. I, too, found this link on Fark.com. I, too, was moved to tears by the poetry found in these prosaic final words.
    I may be a liberal. I may hate this war. I may be foreign-born.
    But, these are the men for whom I say the Pledge of Allegiance.
    These are the men for whom I cover my heart with my hat.
    These are the men for whom I vote.
    These are the men that make me hold my head high and feel, if just for a fleeting moment or two, that despite our troubles, despite our fears, it’s still possible to be desperately, achingly, gut-wrenchingly proud to be an American; if not by birth, then by the grace of God.
    My heart and my prayers go out to Andy’s family and friends on this night that will be the longest night they’ve ever had to endure. This night on which a touchstone of their lives was pulled away from them.
    I hate this feeling.

  1609. Major Olmsted heard the call and answered. He did so freely and embraced his life as a soldier. We often hear the words “love of country”, the Major lived it. His passion and sacrifice are the foundation of our existence. He was the centurion on Hadrian’s Wall. Thank you for your service, for your sacrifice and for your love of country.

  1610. Major Olmsted heard the call and answered. He did so freely and embraced his life as a soldier. We often hear the words “love of country”, the Major lived it. His passion and sacrifice are the foundation of our existence. He was the centurion on Hadrian’s Wall. Thank you for your service, for your sacrifice and for your love of country.

  1611. Major Olmsted heard the call and answered. He did so freely and embraced his life as a soldier. We often hear the words “love of country”, the Major lived it. His passion and sacrifice are the foundation of our existence. He was the centurion on Hadrian’s Wall. Thank you for your service, for your sacrifice and for your love of country.

  1612. I’ve never met Andy in my life yet I find myself here in tears over his death. America lost a great citizen.
    /me salutes

  1613. I’ve never met Andy in my life yet I find myself here in tears over his death. America lost a great citizen.
    /me salutes

  1614. I’ve never met Andy in my life yet I find myself here in tears over his death. America lost a great citizen.
    /me salutes

  1615. Okay, had my Pepsi and it seemed I was across the table from you as I read. What a great gift you left us. Watched vids of my faves at the now closed CBGBs from the 80s. One problem though, to me… you were the smart one I learned from. Thanks for reminding us not to take anyone for granted… ever.
    I would like to thank Andy’s parents and family for such a magnificent humble individual. He still lives because he’s part of us as well.
    One dark night,
    fired with love’s urgent longings
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    I went out unseen,
    my house being now all stilled.
    In darkness, and secure,
    by the secret ladder, disguised,
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    in darkness and concealment,
    my house being now all stilled.
    On that glad night,
    in secret, for no one saw me,
    nor did I look at anything,
    with no other light or guide
    than the one that burned in my heart.
    This guided me
    more surely than the light of noon
    to where he was awaiting me
    – him I knew so well –
    there in a place where no one appeared.
    O guiding night!
    O night more lovely than the dawn!
    O night that has united
    the Lover with his beloved,
    transforming the beloved in her Lover.
    Upon my flowering breast
    which I kept wholly for him alone,
    there he lay sleeping,
    and I caressing him
    there in a breeze from the fanning cedars.
    When the breeze blew from the turret,
    as I parted his hair,
    it wounded my neck
    with its gentle hand,
    suspending all my senses.
    I abandoned and forgot myself,
    laying my face on my Beloved;
    all things ceased; I went out from myself,
    leaving my cares
    forgotten among the lilies.
    St. John of the Cross
    Dark Night of the Soul

  1616. Okay, had my Pepsi and it seemed I was across the table from you as I read. What a great gift you left us. Watched vids of my faves at the now closed CBGBs from the 80s. One problem though, to me… you were the smart one I learned from. Thanks for reminding us not to take anyone for granted… ever.
    I would like to thank Andy’s parents and family for such a magnificent humble individual. He still lives because he’s part of us as well.
    One dark night,
    fired with love’s urgent longings
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    I went out unseen,
    my house being now all stilled.
    In darkness, and secure,
    by the secret ladder, disguised,
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    in darkness and concealment,
    my house being now all stilled.
    On that glad night,
    in secret, for no one saw me,
    nor did I look at anything,
    with no other light or guide
    than the one that burned in my heart.
    This guided me
    more surely than the light of noon
    to where he was awaiting me
    – him I knew so well –
    there in a place where no one appeared.
    O guiding night!
    O night more lovely than the dawn!
    O night that has united
    the Lover with his beloved,
    transforming the beloved in her Lover.
    Upon my flowering breast
    which I kept wholly for him alone,
    there he lay sleeping,
    and I caressing him
    there in a breeze from the fanning cedars.
    When the breeze blew from the turret,
    as I parted his hair,
    it wounded my neck
    with its gentle hand,
    suspending all my senses.
    I abandoned and forgot myself,
    laying my face on my Beloved;
    all things ceased; I went out from myself,
    leaving my cares
    forgotten among the lilies.
    St. John of the Cross
    Dark Night of the Soul

  1617. Okay, had my Pepsi and it seemed I was across the table from you as I read. What a great gift you left us. Watched vids of my faves at the now closed CBGBs from the 80s. One problem though, to me… you were the smart one I learned from. Thanks for reminding us not to take anyone for granted… ever.
    I would like to thank Andy’s parents and family for such a magnificent humble individual. He still lives because he’s part of us as well.
    One dark night,
    fired with love’s urgent longings
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    I went out unseen,
    my house being now all stilled.
    In darkness, and secure,
    by the secret ladder, disguised,
    – ah, the sheer grace! –
    in darkness and concealment,
    my house being now all stilled.
    On that glad night,
    in secret, for no one saw me,
    nor did I look at anything,
    with no other light or guide
    than the one that burned in my heart.
    This guided me
    more surely than the light of noon
    to where he was awaiting me
    – him I knew so well –
    there in a place where no one appeared.
    O guiding night!
    O night more lovely than the dawn!
    O night that has united
    the Lover with his beloved,
    transforming the beloved in her Lover.
    Upon my flowering breast
    which I kept wholly for him alone,
    there he lay sleeping,
    and I caressing him
    there in a breeze from the fanning cedars.
    When the breeze blew from the turret,
    as I parted his hair,
    it wounded my neck
    with its gentle hand,
    suspending all my senses.
    I abandoned and forgot myself,
    laying my face on my Beloved;
    all things ceased; I went out from myself,
    leaving my cares
    forgotten among the lilies.
    St. John of the Cross
    Dark Night of the Soul

  1621. Sorry. I never heard of this man, nor followed his blogs. He took liberty in writing his death blog; the length of which supports his claim of ego. I wish we all had the forethought to write out truth…just in case.

  1622. Sorry. I never heard of this man, nor followed his blogs. He took liberty in writing his death blog; the length of which supports his claim of ego. I wish we all had the forethought to write out truth…just in case.

  1623. Sorry. I never heard of this man, nor followed his blogs. He took liberty in writing his death blog; the length of which supports his claim of ego. I wish we all had the forethought to write out truth…just in case.

  1627. I found this blog though this thread on Fark where some awesome things are being said, and wanted to extend my condolences to his family. And give a warm thank you to Major Olmsted, may he rest in peace.

  1628. I found this blog though this thread on Fark where some awesome things are being said, and wanted to extend my condolences to his family. And give a warm thank you to Major Olmsted, may he rest in peace.

  1629. I found this blog though this thread on Fark where some awesome things are being said, and wanted to extend my condolences to his family. And give a warm thank you to Major Olmsted, may he rest in peace.

  1630. Rocky blogger Major Andrew Olmsted killed in Iraq

    Updates : The Rocky Mountain News” href=”http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/jan/04/rocky-blogger-andrew-olmsted-killed-iraq/”>He was the first casualty for 2008 in Iraq. And a small part of Maj. Andrew Olmsted likely would’ve chuckled at that …

  1631. Rocky blogger Major Andrew Olmsted killed in Iraq

    Updates : The Rocky Mountain News” href=”http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/jan/04/rocky-blogger-andrew-olmsted-killed-iraq/”>He was the first casualty for 2008 in Iraq. And a small part of Maj. Andrew Olmsted likely would’ve chuckled at that …

  1632. Rocky blogger Major Andrew Olmsted killed in Iraq

    Updates : The Rocky Mountain News” href=”http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/jan/04/rocky-blogger-andrew-olmsted-killed-iraq/”>He was the first casualty for 2008 in Iraq. And a small part of Maj. Andrew Olmsted likely would’ve chuckled at that …

  1633. I’ve never read any of Andy’s work before, aside from this… and I’m just dumbstruck and humbled. I feel as though I’ve lost something even though I never really had it to begin with… I think that speaks as a real testament to the man. It makes me hope for some sort of afterlife where I could meet him.
    Here’s to his family; I sincerely hope they can find a kind of peace and healing comfort in his legacy.

  1634. I’ve never read any of Andy’s work before, aside from this… and I’m just dumbstruck and humbled. I feel as though I’ve lost something even though I never really had it to begin with… I think that speaks as a real testament to the man. It makes me hope for some sort of afterlife where I could meet him.
    Here’s to his family; I sincerely hope they can find a kind of peace and healing comfort in his legacy.

  1635. I’ve never read any of Andy’s work before, aside from this… and I’m just dumbstruck and humbled. I feel as though I’ve lost something even though I never really had it to begin with… I think that speaks as a real testament to the man. It makes me hope for some sort of afterlife where I could meet him.
    Here’s to his family; I sincerely hope they can find a kind of peace and healing comfort in his legacy.

  1636. dan says that “it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.” I understand what you mean, dan, but I must respectfully disagree with you. I don’t see how it belittles this man or his life to express condolences, sadness, horror, regret, and even pain for his death, the death of an honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country, whether we actually knew him or not. Besides, in at least some sense, all of his readers did know Andrew, at least some small and important (at least, apparently, to him) part of him. He went out of his way to speak to us after his death and I think it is not only appropriate, but incumbent on us to speak back. We’ll miss you, Andrew, and I wish your wife and family all the best. “Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.”

  1637. dan says that “it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.” I understand what you mean, dan, but I must respectfully disagree with you. I don’t see how it belittles this man or his life to express condolences, sadness, horror, regret, and even pain for his death, the death of an honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country, whether we actually knew him or not. Besides, in at least some sense, all of his readers did know Andrew, at least some small and important (at least, apparently, to him) part of him. He went out of his way to speak to us after his death and I think it is not only appropriate, but incumbent on us to speak back. We’ll miss you, Andrew, and I wish your wife and family all the best. “Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.”

  1638. dan says that “it would belittle his life for me to express condolences for this man that i cant fully appreciate.” I understand what you mean, dan, but I must respectfully disagree with you. I don’t see how it belittles this man or his life to express condolences, sadness, horror, regret, and even pain for his death, the death of an honorable man who gave his life in the service of his country, whether we actually knew him or not. Besides, in at least some sense, all of his readers did know Andrew, at least some small and important (at least, apparently, to him) part of him. He went out of his way to speak to us after his death and I think it is not only appropriate, but incumbent on us to speak back. We’ll miss you, Andrew, and I wish your wife and family all the best. “Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.”

  1645. Andy Olmsted: Good job.
    I’ll tell my son what you did and who you were. I won’t jazz it up. I’ll tell him, but I know I will have to pause at times.

  1646. Andy Olmsted: Good job.
    I’ll tell my son what you did and who you were. I won’t jazz it up. I’ll tell him, but I know I will have to pause at times.

  1647. Andy Olmsted: Good job.
    I’ll tell my son what you did and who you were. I won’t jazz it up. I’ll tell him, but I know I will have to pause at times.

  1651. God bless you and your family Andrew
    Thank you…
    Thank you so very much…
    Rest in peace brother
    Jorge R

  1652. God bless you and your family Andrew
    Thank you…
    Thank you so very much…
    Rest in peace brother
    Jorge R

  1653. God bless you and your family Andrew
    Thank you…
    Thank you so very much…
    Rest in peace brother
    Jorge R

  1654. I just saw news of this soldier’s death on TV here in CO Springs. It strikes home with me because my 19 y/o son (who had been in the Army all of 9 mos and Iraq less than 2 mos) was killed 5 Sep 2007. I read the Major’s comments he wanted posted upon his passing and played the song he requested and opened a Coke. It is the least I could do. What a sense of reality, humor, and sarcasm. Never having met him I know through that last posting I would have enjoyed a conversation with him. I sure do understand his request regarding the politics of war and his name. I feel/felt the same way about my kid. As for an after life, I pray there is because if this is it…what a let down. Having elected to believe I am certain that Major Andrew Olmsted has met SPC Dane R. Balcon also of Colorado Springs. He has a big smile and an even bigger personality. He will surely show the Major the ropes up there and I just ask the Major to lay some wisdom on him in return. May you rest in peace Andrew. Know that because of brave souls like you, my son, and the many others before, and yet to come, people in America have the right to live and express themselves freely. Your job here is done, but I am sure your work is not over. I know you live in each person who has left a comment here so you will not be forgotten. May God bless the family and friends of this American Hero.

  1655. I just saw news of this soldier’s death on TV here in CO Springs. It strikes home with me because my 19 y/o son (who had been in the Army all of 9 mos and Iraq less than 2 mos) was killed 5 Sep 2007. I read the Major’s comments he wanted posted upon his passing and played the song he requested and opened a Coke. It is the least I could do. What a sense of reality, humor, and sarcasm. Never having met him I know through that last posting I would have enjoyed a conversation with him. I sure do understand his request regarding the politics of war and his name. I feel/felt the same way about my kid. As for an after life, I pray there is because if this is it…what a let down. Having elected to believe I am certain that Major Andrew Olmsted has met SPC Dane R. Balcon also of Colorado Springs. He has a big smile and an even bigger personality. He will surely show the Major the ropes up there and I just ask the Major to lay some wisdom on him in return. May you rest in peace Andrew. Know that because of brave souls like you, my son, and the many others before, and yet to come, people in America have the right to live and express themselves freely. Your job here is done, but I am sure your work is not over. I know you live in each person who has left a comment here so you will not be forgotten. May God bless the family and friends of this American Hero.

  1656. I just saw news of this soldier’s death on TV here in CO Springs. It strikes home with me because my 19 y/o son (who had been in the Army all of 9 mos and Iraq less than 2 mos) was killed 5 Sep 2007. I read the Major’s comments he wanted posted upon his passing and played the song he requested and opened a Coke. It is the least I could do. What a sense of reality, humor, and sarcasm. Never having met him I know through that last posting I would have enjoyed a conversation with him. I sure do understand his request regarding the politics of war and his name. I feel/felt the same way about my kid. As for an after life, I pray there is because if this is it…what a let down. Having elected to believe I am certain that Major Andrew Olmsted has met SPC Dane R. Balcon also of Colorado Springs. He has a big smile and an even bigger personality. He will surely show the Major the ropes up there and I just ask the Major to lay some wisdom on him in return. May you rest in peace Andrew. Know that because of brave souls like you, my son, and the many others before, and yet to come, people in America have the right to live and express themselves freely. Your job here is done, but I am sure your work is not over. I know you live in each person who has left a comment here so you will not be forgotten. May God bless the family and friends of this American Hero.

  1657. I think that this has been one of the most devastatingly human experiences I’ve ever had as a blog reader.
    I just started reading ObWi in the last six months or so–I don’t even comment here, this is the first time–and I came to look forward to G’Kar’s posts. I often disagreed; but, as others have already said, his writings was so humane, witty, persuasive I found myself looking forward to seeing his name pop up on the screen. This last post it’s…horribly perfect. Almost exactly what I came to expect and to love.
    I live in Denver and I just wish that I knew that he had been blogging for the Rocky Mountain News.
    It’s so hard to believe that I feel this way about someone who was “just” a pseudonymous blogger…but I’m literally crying. My thoughts and prayers are with him and his family and friends tonight.

  1658. I think that this has been one of the most devastatingly human experiences I’ve ever had as a blog reader.
    I just started reading ObWi in the last six months or so–I don’t even comment here, this is the first time–and I came to look forward to G’Kar’s posts. I often disagreed; but, as others have already said, his writings was so humane, witty, persuasive I found myself looking forward to seeing his name pop up on the screen. This last post it’s…horribly perfect. Almost exactly what I came to expect and to love.
    I live in Denver and I just wish that I knew that he had been blogging for the Rocky Mountain News.
    It’s so hard to believe that I feel this way about someone who was “just” a pseudonymous blogger…but I’m literally crying. My thoughts and prayers are with him and his family and friends tonight.

  1659. I think that this has been one of the most devastatingly human experiences I’ve ever had as a blog reader.
    I just started reading ObWi in the last six months or so–I don’t even comment here, this is the first time–and I came to look forward to G’Kar’s posts. I often disagreed; but, as others have already said, his writings was so humane, witty, persuasive I found myself looking forward to seeing his name pop up on the screen. This last post it’s…horribly perfect. Almost exactly what I came to expect and to love.
    I live in Denver and I just wish that I knew that he had been blogging for the Rocky Mountain News.
    It’s so hard to believe that I feel this way about someone who was “just” a pseudonymous blogger…but I’m literally crying. My thoughts and prayers are with him and his family and friends tonight.

  1660. WOW! Found this post from a link in the comments at LGF. Sorry that I missed all the previous posts. The world is a better place for having had Andy Olmsted visit here. To his family, I am truly sorry for your loss. May God, in His mercy and compassion, comfort and ease your pain. Blessings be upon you.

  1661. WOW! Found this post from a link in the comments at LGF. Sorry that I missed all the previous posts. The world is a better place for having had Andy Olmsted visit here. To his family, I am truly sorry for your loss. May God, in His mercy and compassion, comfort and ease your pain. Blessings be upon you.

  1662. WOW! Found this post from a link in the comments at LGF. Sorry that I missed all the previous posts. The world is a better place for having had Andy Olmsted visit here. To his family, I am truly sorry for your loss. May God, in His mercy and compassion, comfort and ease your pain. Blessings be upon you.

  1666. I wish we, as humans in general, could just learn to get along, work out our differences without fighting, and share what our earth has to offer. I hate that any man has to die because we all refuse to work together.

  1667. I wish we, as humans in general, could just learn to get along, work out our differences without fighting, and share what our earth has to offer. I hate that any man has to die because we all refuse to work together.

  1668. I wish we, as humans in general, could just learn to get along, work out our differences without fighting, and share what our earth has to offer. I hate that any man has to die because we all refuse to work together.

  1669. Not much I can say.
    Thank you Andy for serving your country.
    Thank you Amanda for standing by him in his service.
    So Sad. May He Rest in Peace.

  1670. Not much I can say.
    Thank you Andy for serving your country.
    Thank you Amanda for standing by him in his service.
    So Sad. May He Rest in Peace.

  1671. Not much I can say.
    Thank you Andy for serving your country.
    Thank you Amanda for standing by him in his service.
    So Sad. May He Rest in Peace.

  1672. No.
    No no no no no.
    People I know are not supposed to go.
    No.
    That Andrew and then G’Kar shed light on the military and Iraq, I am now blinded. His humanity and insight stopped me from going frothingly mad at this idiocy. I have been in his debt and that debt has now grown so much larger. Thank you.

  1673. No.
    No no no no no.
    People I know are not supposed to go.
    No.
    That Andrew and then G’Kar shed light on the military and Iraq, I am now blinded. His humanity and insight stopped me from going frothingly mad at this idiocy. I have been in his debt and that debt has now grown so much larger. Thank you.

  1674. No.
    No no no no no.
    People I know are not supposed to go.
    No.
    That Andrew and then G’Kar shed light on the military and Iraq, I am now blinded. His humanity and insight stopped me from going frothingly mad at this idiocy. I have been in his debt and that debt has now grown so much larger. Thank you.

  1675. I don’t know if this is the same Andrew Olmsted I briefly ran across in Albuquerque about twenty years ago.
    I do know that I have met and talked about this war with friends, family or close acquaintances of five who have died in Iraq (I will, in the spirit of Andrew’s last request, not name their names either; if anyone does the research their hometowns are Tuba City, AZ (a name many would recognize); Woodruff, AZ; Holbrook, AZ; Birdsprings, AZ (whose funeral I attended this past May) and one sometimes listed as Concho and sometimes as St. Johns, AZ.) Living and traveling about in a rural area one meets a lot of people.
    I know what the people who have suffered the loss and their communities have gone through, and so I can only imagine what people who knew Andrew are feeling now.
    I do, as a matter of fact, have a very strong belief in an afterlife. Therefore I will continue to include in my prayers both those who are in Iraq now and those who have moved on to the next phase of existence.

  1676. I don’t know if this is the same Andrew Olmsted I briefly ran across in Albuquerque about twenty years ago.
    I do know that I have met and talked about this war with friends, family or close acquaintances of five who have died in Iraq (I will, in the spirit of Andrew’s last request, not name their names either; if anyone does the research their hometowns are Tuba City, AZ (a name many would recognize); Woodruff, AZ; Holbrook, AZ; Birdsprings, AZ (whose funeral I attended this past May) and one sometimes listed as Concho and sometimes as St. Johns, AZ.) Living and traveling about in a rural area one meets a lot of people.
    I know what the people who have suffered the loss and their communities have gone through, and so I can only imagine what people who knew Andrew are feeling now.
    I do, as a matter of fact, have a very strong belief in an afterlife. Therefore I will continue to include in my prayers both those who are in Iraq now and those who have moved on to the next phase of existence.

  1677. I don’t know if this is the same Andrew Olmsted I briefly ran across in Albuquerque about twenty years ago.
    I do know that I have met and talked about this war with friends, family or close acquaintances of five who have died in Iraq (I will, in the spirit of Andrew’s last request, not name their names either; if anyone does the research their hometowns are Tuba City, AZ (a name many would recognize); Woodruff, AZ; Holbrook, AZ; Birdsprings, AZ (whose funeral I attended this past May) and one sometimes listed as Concho and sometimes as St. Johns, AZ.) Living and traveling about in a rural area one meets a lot of people.
    I know what the people who have suffered the loss and their communities have gone through, and so I can only imagine what people who knew Andrew are feeling now.
    I do, as a matter of fact, have a very strong belief in an afterlife. Therefore I will continue to include in my prayers both those who are in Iraq now and those who have moved on to the next phase of existence.

  1681. I have sat here staring, wiping tears, and reading in disbelief. I always looked forward to reading Andrew’s posts. I will sorely miss seeing a new posting from him.
    Last May, a friend of mine died while on patrol in Iraq from an IED. Andrew’s death hurts just the same. I have so much respect for Andrew’s selflessness and courage. Like many here I did not know Andrew personally; but he did let us know him through his writings. For that I am truly thankful.
    My deepest sympathies to all Andrew’s loved ones.

  1682. I have sat here staring, wiping tears, and reading in disbelief. I always looked forward to reading Andrew’s posts. I will sorely miss seeing a new posting from him.
    Last May, a friend of mine died while on patrol in Iraq from an IED. Andrew’s death hurts just the same. I have so much respect for Andrew’s selflessness and courage. Like many here I did not know Andrew personally; but he did let us know him through his writings. For that I am truly thankful.
    My deepest sympathies to all Andrew’s loved ones.

  1683. I have sat here staring, wiping tears, and reading in disbelief. I always looked forward to reading Andrew’s posts. I will sorely miss seeing a new posting from him.
    Last May, a friend of mine died while on patrol in Iraq from an IED. Andrew’s death hurts just the same. I have so much respect for Andrew’s selflessness and courage. Like many here I did not know Andrew personally; but he did let us know him through his writings. For that I am truly thankful.
    My deepest sympathies to all Andrew’s loved ones.

  1684. My condolences to those who knew him personally. I wish I had had the privilege.
    There are a lot of empty words in the blogs. Andrew Olmsted but his life on the line, eyes open, for something he believed in. A man of honor. He will not be forgotten.

  1685. My condolences to those who knew him personally. I wish I had had the privilege.
    There are a lot of empty words in the blogs. Andrew Olmsted but his life on the line, eyes open, for something he believed in. A man of honor. He will not be forgotten.

  1686. My condolences to those who knew him personally. I wish I had had the privilege.
    There are a lot of empty words in the blogs. Andrew Olmsted but his life on the line, eyes open, for something he believed in. A man of honor. He will not be forgotten.

  1690. Andy, thank you. Thank you so much.
    To his family, I am so sorry for your sacrifice. Thank you for Andy. Thank you so much. As an American who loves liberty, I mourn your loss with you.
    May he be immortal in his words and our hearts.

  1691. Andy, thank you. Thank you so much.
    To his family, I am so sorry for your sacrifice. Thank you for Andy. Thank you so much. As an American who loves liberty, I mourn your loss with you.
    May he be immortal in his words and our hearts.

  1692. Andy, thank you. Thank you so much.
    To his family, I am so sorry for your sacrifice. Thank you for Andy. Thank you so much. As an American who loves liberty, I mourn your loss with you.
    May he be immortal in his words and our hearts.

  1693. There are also several hundred comments over at FARK (not all nice unfortunately).
    One contributor there so aptly notes:

    I thought about these two things when he talked about this war affecting people lives in a way that it he hopes makes them pause and think before starting another war:
    “I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.”
    – President Dwight Eisenhower
    “There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell. You can bear this warning voice to generations yet to come. I look upon war with horror.”
    – General William Sherman

    Rest in peace, Major Olmsted.

  1694. There are also several hundred comments over at FARK (not all nice unfortunately).
    One contributor there so aptly notes:

    I thought about these two things when he talked about this war affecting people lives in a way that it he hopes makes them pause and think before starting another war:
    “I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.”
    – President Dwight Eisenhower
    “There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell. You can bear this warning voice to generations yet to come. I look upon war with horror.”
    – General William Sherman

    Rest in peace, Major Olmsted.

  1695. There are also several hundred comments over at FARK (not all nice unfortunately).
    One contributor there so aptly notes:

    I thought about these two things when he talked about this war affecting people lives in a way that it he hopes makes them pause and think before starting another war:
    “I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.”
    – President Dwight Eisenhower
    “There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell. You can bear this warning voice to generations yet to come. I look upon war with horror.”
    – General William Sherman

    Rest in peace, Major Olmsted.

  1696. That was moving and touching on so many levels. I have never read Andy’s blog–I actually found a link to this on Fark.
    ‘Strange Meeting’- Wilfred Owen
    It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
    Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
    Through granites which titanic wars had groined.
    Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
    Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
    Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
    With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
    Lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
    And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,-
    By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
    With a thousand fears that vision’s face was grained;
    Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
    And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
    “Strange friend,” I said, “Here is no cause to mourn.”
    “None,” said the other, “Save the undone years,
    The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
    Was my life also; I went hunting wild
    After the wildest beauty in the world,
    Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,
    But mocks the steady running of the hour,
    And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
    For by my glee might many men have laughed,
    And of my weeping something has been left,
    Which must die now. I mean the truth untold,
    The pity of war, the pity war distilled.
    Now men will go content with what we spoiled.
    Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
    They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress,
    None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
    Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
    Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
    To miss the march of this retreating world
    Into vain citadels that are not walled.
    Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels
    I would go up and wash them from sweet wells,
    Even with truths that lie too deep for taint.
    I would have poured my spirit without stint
    But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.
    Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were.
    I am the enemy you killed, my friend.
    I knew you in this dark; for so you frowned
    Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed.
    I parried; but my hands were loath and cold.
    Let us sleep now . . .”
    Wilfred Owen, 1918.

  1697. That was moving and touching on so many levels. I have never read Andy’s blog–I actually found a link to this on Fark.
    ‘Strange Meeting’- Wilfred Owen
    It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
    Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
    Through granites which titanic wars had groined.
    Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
    Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
    Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
    With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
    Lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
    And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,-
    By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
    With a thousand fears that vision’s face was grained;
    Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
    And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
    “Strange friend,” I said, “Here is no cause to mourn.”
    “None,” said the other, “Save the undone years,
    The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
    Was my life also; I went hunting wild
    After the wildest beauty in the world,
    Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,
    But mocks the steady running of the hour,
    And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
    For by my glee might many men have laughed,
    And of my weeping something has been left,
    Which must die now. I mean the truth untold,
    The pity of war, the pity war distilled.
    Now men will go content with what we spoiled.
    Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
    They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress,
    None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
    Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
    Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
    To miss the march of this retreating world
    Into vain citadels that are not walled.
    Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels
    I would go up and wash them from sweet wells,
    Even with truths that lie too deep for taint.
    I would have poured my spirit without stint
    But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.
    Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were.
    I am the enemy you killed, my friend.
    I knew you in this dark; for so you frowned
    Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed.
    I parried; but my hands were loath and cold.
    Let us sleep now . . .”
    Wilfred Owen, 1918.

  1698. That was moving and touching on so many levels. I have never read Andy’s blog–I actually found a link to this on Fark.
    ‘Strange Meeting’- Wilfred Owen
    It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
    Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
    Through granites which titanic wars had groined.
    Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
    Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
    Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
    With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
    Lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
    And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,-
    By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
    With a thousand fears that vision’s face was grained;
    Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
    And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
    “Strange friend,” I said, “Here is no cause to mourn.”
    “None,” said the other, “Save the undone years,
    The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
    Was my life also; I went hunting wild
    After the wildest beauty in the world,
    Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,
    But mocks the steady running of the hour,
    And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.
    For by my glee might many men have laughed,
    And of my weeping something has been left,
    Which must die now. I mean the truth untold,
    The pity of war, the pity war distilled.
    Now men will go content with what we spoiled.
    Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
    They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress,
    None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.
    Courage was mine, and I had mystery;
    Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery;
    To miss the march of this retreating world
    Into vain citadels that are not walled.
    Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels
    I would go up and wash them from sweet wells,
    Even with truths that lie too deep for taint.
    I would have poured my spirit without stint
    But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.
    Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were.
    I am the enemy you killed, my friend.
    I knew you in this dark; for so you frowned
    Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed.
    I parried; but my hands were loath and cold.
    Let us sleep now . . .”
    Wilfred Owen, 1918.

  1702. Godspeed, my brother in arms.
    I knew you through your writing and am a better person today because of it.
    I’m glad that you got to see one more Red Sox World Championship before you left us, and will keep you in my thoughts always.
    KAL
    FOB Falcon, Baghdad
    1-5-08

  1703. Godspeed, my brother in arms.
    I knew you through your writing and am a better person today because of it.
    I’m glad that you got to see one more Red Sox World Championship before you left us, and will keep you in my thoughts always.
    KAL
    FOB Falcon, Baghdad
    1-5-08

  1704. Godspeed, my brother in arms.
    I knew you through your writing and am a better person today because of it.
    I’m glad that you got to see one more Red Sox World Championship before you left us, and will keep you in my thoughts always.
    KAL
    FOB Falcon, Baghdad
    1-5-08

  1708. I believe he is at peace now. It is sad to have a decent person depart so soon from this world. I will listen to the Team America tune. I had read some of his postings just a few months ago. I pray for his family as well. Your sacrifice is not in vain.

  1709. I believe he is at peace now. It is sad to have a decent person depart so soon from this world. I will listen to the Team America tune. I had read some of his postings just a few months ago. I pray for his family as well. Your sacrifice is not in vain.

  1710. I believe he is at peace now. It is sad to have a decent person depart so soon from this world. I will listen to the Team America tune. I had read some of his postings just a few months ago. I pray for his family as well. Your sacrifice is not in vain.

  1717. I find myself feeling somewhat eased at the loss of such an outstanding man by the knowledge that he served during the period of the greatest payoff and vindication of the efforts of his service, when the bulk of Iraq is turning away from the Dark Side (to mix sci-fi vehicles on him). And he was at the pointy end of the stick, in the toughest remaining locus of violence and opposition to sanity and security.
    It may not quite match his “defending a village full of women and children surrounded by insurgents”, but it’s pretty damn close, and maybe even better.
    Definitely, despite some pseudo-consoling messages above, not a “wasted life”.

  1718. I find myself feeling somewhat eased at the loss of such an outstanding man by the knowledge that he served during the period of the greatest payoff and vindication of the efforts of his service, when the bulk of Iraq is turning away from the Dark Side (to mix sci-fi vehicles on him). And he was at the pointy end of the stick, in the toughest remaining locus of violence and opposition to sanity and security.
    It may not quite match his “defending a village full of women and children surrounded by insurgents”, but it’s pretty damn close, and maybe even better.
    Definitely, despite some pseudo-consoling messages above, not a “wasted life”.

  1719. I find myself feeling somewhat eased at the loss of such an outstanding man by the knowledge that he served during the period of the greatest payoff and vindication of the efforts of his service, when the bulk of Iraq is turning away from the Dark Side (to mix sci-fi vehicles on him). And he was at the pointy end of the stick, in the toughest remaining locus of violence and opposition to sanity and security.
    It may not quite match his “defending a village full of women and children surrounded by insurgents”, but it’s pretty damn close, and maybe even better.
    Definitely, despite some pseudo-consoling messages above, not a “wasted life”.

  1720. Sorry for the loss.
    I’m going to go upstairs and hug my sleeping wife and kids now.
    Rest in peace, and thank you for your sacrifice for us all.

  1721. Sorry for the loss.
    I’m going to go upstairs and hug my sleeping wife and kids now.
    Rest in peace, and thank you for your sacrifice for us all.

  1722. Sorry for the loss.
    I’m going to go upstairs and hug my sleeping wife and kids now.
    Rest in peace, and thank you for your sacrifice for us all.

  1723. Andrew, I didn’t know you in life and I never read your blog before this post but this world is a little less bright without you in it. I tend to agree with you that there is probably not an afterlife but on the chance that there is I wish you all the best within it. There is no need to be burdened by anything that may have or not have been in this life.
    Amanda, I can’t imagine and wold not presume to know what sorrow you are feeling not. I hope you never forget the good time and that the sadness becomes bearable for you.

  1724. Andrew, I didn’t know you in life and I never read your blog before this post but this world is a little less bright without you in it. I tend to agree with you that there is probably not an afterlife but on the chance that there is I wish you all the best within it. There is no need to be burdened by anything that may have or not have been in this life.
    Amanda, I can’t imagine and wold not presume to know what sorrow you are feeling not. I hope you never forget the good time and that the sadness becomes bearable for you.

  1725. Andrew, I didn’t know you in life and I never read your blog before this post but this world is a little less bright without you in it. I tend to agree with you that there is probably not an afterlife but on the chance that there is I wish you all the best within it. There is no need to be burdened by anything that may have or not have been in this life.
    Amanda, I can’t imagine and wold not presume to know what sorrow you are feeling not. I hope you never forget the good time and that the sadness becomes bearable for you.

  1729. Ballad of a Soldier:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmJpmA2oB48
    She’s not waiting for anyone
    The one she used to wait for, her son xxx, did not return from the war.
    He’s buried far from his birthplace, near a town with a foreign name.
    Strangers bring flowers to his grave.
    They call him a xxx soldier, a hero, a liberator.
    But to her he was simply a son, about whom she knew everything from the day he was born. To the day he left along this road for the front.
    He was our friend.
    We will tell his story. A story not everyone knows — not even her — his mother.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSzRz7KJm6A
    “When is the war going to end?”
    That’s all we have to tell you about our friend xxx
    He could have become a remarkable man
    He could have become a builder or beautified the land with gardens.
    “He was, & in our memory will forever remain, a soldier…
    a xxxx soldier

  1730. Ballad of a Soldier:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmJpmA2oB48
    She’s not waiting for anyone
    The one she used to wait for, her son xxx, did not return from the war.
    He’s buried far from his birthplace, near a town with a foreign name.
    Strangers bring flowers to his grave.
    They call him a xxx soldier, a hero, a liberator.
    But to her he was simply a son, about whom she knew everything from the day he was born. To the day he left along this road for the front.
    He was our friend.
    We will tell his story. A story not everyone knows — not even her — his mother.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSzRz7KJm6A
    “When is the war going to end?”
    That’s all we have to tell you about our friend xxx
    He could have become a remarkable man
    He could have become a builder or beautified the land with gardens.
    “He was, & in our memory will forever remain, a soldier…
    a xxxx soldier

  1731. Ballad of a Soldier:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmJpmA2oB48
    She’s not waiting for anyone
    The one she used to wait for, her son xxx, did not return from the war.
    He’s buried far from his birthplace, near a town with a foreign name.
    Strangers bring flowers to his grave.
    They call him a xxx soldier, a hero, a liberator.
    But to her he was simply a son, about whom she knew everything from the day he was born. To the day he left along this road for the front.
    He was our friend.
    We will tell his story. A story not everyone knows — not even her — his mother.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSzRz7KJm6A
    “When is the war going to end?”
    That’s all we have to tell you about our friend xxx
    He could have become a remarkable man
    He could have become a builder or beautified the land with gardens.
    “He was, & in our memory will forever remain, a soldier…
    a xxxx soldier

  1732. I wrote on my blog tonight that the words Maj. Olmsted wrote here stick with me in a haunting, convicting way. I hope they aren’t ephemeral, but remain as a memorial to someone who I wish I’d gotten to know sooner.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  1733. I wrote on my blog tonight that the words Maj. Olmsted wrote here stick with me in a haunting, convicting way. I hope they aren’t ephemeral, but remain as a memorial to someone who I wish I’d gotten to know sooner.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  1734. I wrote on my blog tonight that the words Maj. Olmsted wrote here stick with me in a haunting, convicting way. I hope they aren’t ephemeral, but remain as a memorial to someone who I wish I’d gotten to know sooner.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  1738. What a brave thing this person has done for all of us.
    Tears are flowing like the rain.
    May God bring peace to his family.
    Thank-you for what you have done even though it cost you your life. I will be forever grateful for your service to this country.

  1739. What a brave thing this person has done for all of us.
    Tears are flowing like the rain.
    May God bring peace to his family.
    Thank-you for what you have done even though it cost you your life. I will be forever grateful for your service to this country.

  1740. What a brave thing this person has done for all of us.
    Tears are flowing like the rain.
    May God bring peace to his family.
    Thank-you for what you have done even though it cost you your life. I will be forever grateful for your service to this country.

  1741. I stumbled upon this from another site, and I feel privileged to have read the last words of such an articulate, funny and caring man. I am so sorry to hear of his loss and my heart goes out to all of his friends and family, but especially to his wife Amanda. We should all be so lucky to be as loved as you were.

  1742. I stumbled upon this from another site, and I feel privileged to have read the last words of such an articulate, funny and caring man. I am so sorry to hear of his loss and my heart goes out to all of his friends and family, but especially to his wife Amanda. We should all be so lucky to be as loved as you were.

  1743. I stumbled upon this from another site, and I feel privileged to have read the last words of such an articulate, funny and caring man. I am so sorry to hear of his loss and my heart goes out to all of his friends and family, but especially to his wife Amanda. We should all be so lucky to be as loved as you were.

  1744. Horribly, horribly sad. Until a moment ago, I didn’t know Andy. I almost wish I hadn’t read this. On the strength of a single post, his passing is difficult to bear.

  1745. Horribly, horribly sad. Until a moment ago, I didn’t know Andy. I almost wish I hadn’t read this. On the strength of a single post, his passing is difficult to bear.

  1746. Horribly, horribly sad. Until a moment ago, I didn’t know Andy. I almost wish I hadn’t read this. On the strength of a single post, his passing is difficult to bear.

  1747. I just posted this at my blog but wanted to add it here:
    While I didn’t know him at all, really, I always looked forward to reading his posts over at Obsidian Wings. Through his writing, I found a man with whom I could respect whether I agreed with him or not. Truly a thoughtful man who will be missed. I only knew him through the blog, but I’m saddened by this even so. My condolences to his family and friends.

  1748. I just posted this at my blog but wanted to add it here:
    While I didn’t know him at all, really, I always looked forward to reading his posts over at Obsidian Wings. Through his writing, I found a man with whom I could respect whether I agreed with him or not. Truly a thoughtful man who will be missed. I only knew him through the blog, but I’m saddened by this even so. My condolences to his family and friends.

  1749. I just posted this at my blog but wanted to add it here:
    While I didn’t know him at all, really, I always looked forward to reading his posts over at Obsidian Wings. Through his writing, I found a man with whom I could respect whether I agreed with him or not. Truly a thoughtful man who will be missed. I only knew him through the blog, but I’m saddened by this even so. My condolences to his family and friends.

  1750. I honestly couldn’t take it seriously. The Babylon 5 quotes just destroyed my ability empathize with this guy. If it was a joke it was the worst timed joke in the history of humor. Word to the wise, if you want people to take your last words on this earth seriously, leave the fanboy stuff out.

  1751. I honestly couldn’t take it seriously. The Babylon 5 quotes just destroyed my ability empathize with this guy. If it was a joke it was the worst timed joke in the history of humor. Word to the wise, if you want people to take your last words on this earth seriously, leave the fanboy stuff out.

  1752. I honestly couldn’t take it seriously. The Babylon 5 quotes just destroyed my ability empathize with this guy. If it was a joke it was the worst timed joke in the history of humor. Word to the wise, if you want people to take your last words on this earth seriously, leave the fanboy stuff out.

  1756. I don’t even remember now how I was directed here, but have been incredibly moved by reading Maj. Olmstead’s final post and the subsequent commentaries from his friends and fans. I’ve spent the last few hours scrolling through all the posts on OW and other sites.
    We have lost a truly special and thoughtful individual. I hope that his friends and family gain some small measure of solace from seeing how many people’s lives he touched through the blogosphere.
    I’m also disgusted, but not surprised that a small handful of people would choose to inject politics into a remembrance and celebration of his life and his insightful commentary. And it’s not just confined to the left, I’ve seen quite a few posts on other blogs and sites from rightwingers as well using his death for their own purposes to engage in liberal bashing.
    I never read him before today, but am heartened to know that his thoughts have been preserved in this medium and I can revisit them.
    My thoughts and prayers are with his family and all who are saddened at the loss of this special individual.

  1757. I don’t even remember now how I was directed here, but have been incredibly moved by reading Maj. Olmstead’s final post and the subsequent commentaries from his friends and fans. I’ve spent the last few hours scrolling through all the posts on OW and other sites.
    We have lost a truly special and thoughtful individual. I hope that his friends and family gain some small measure of solace from seeing how many people’s lives he touched through the blogosphere.
    I’m also disgusted, but not surprised that a small handful of people would choose to inject politics into a remembrance and celebration of his life and his insightful commentary. And it’s not just confined to the left, I’ve seen quite a few posts on other blogs and sites from rightwingers as well using his death for their own purposes to engage in liberal bashing.
    I never read him before today, but am heartened to know that his thoughts have been preserved in this medium and I can revisit them.
    My thoughts and prayers are with his family and all who are saddened at the loss of this special individual.

  1758. I don’t even remember now how I was directed here, but have been incredibly moved by reading Maj. Olmstead’s final post and the subsequent commentaries from his friends and fans. I’ve spent the last few hours scrolling through all the posts on OW and other sites.
    We have lost a truly special and thoughtful individual. I hope that his friends and family gain some small measure of solace from seeing how many people’s lives he touched through the blogosphere.
    I’m also disgusted, but not surprised that a small handful of people would choose to inject politics into a remembrance and celebration of his life and his insightful commentary. And it’s not just confined to the left, I’ve seen quite a few posts on other blogs and sites from rightwingers as well using his death for their own purposes to engage in liberal bashing.
    I never read him before today, but am heartened to know that his thoughts have been preserved in this medium and I can revisit them.
    My thoughts and prayers are with his family and all who are saddened at the loss of this special individual.

  1759. This is the first I read of Andrew’s blog….his words touched me…his frank, honest and funny views on life. The world has truly lost a great soul.
    My sincere condolences to his wife and family…I can’t imagine their sorrow. May God give them the stength and support they need. God bless Major Olmsted.

  1760. This is the first I read of Andrew’s blog….his words touched me…his frank, honest and funny views on life. The world has truly lost a great soul.
    My sincere condolences to his wife and family…I can’t imagine their sorrow. May God give them the stength and support they need. God bless Major Olmsted.

  1761. This is the first I read of Andrew’s blog….his words touched me…his frank, honest and funny views on life. The world has truly lost a great soul.
    My sincere condolences to his wife and family…I can’t imagine their sorrow. May God give them the stength and support they need. God bless Major Olmsted.

  1765. Andrew,
    I never met you, though I grew a lot through your writing. It was strange and sobering reading your last words here. I cannot begin to understand how your family feels. I can only say that you’ve touched quite a few folks out here in a very positive way. I recently spent two years overseas and used blogs to keep up with what was going on back home. You helped me stay anchored and for that I thank you, for your service I thank you, and all that is left is to say goodbye.

  1766. Andrew,
    I never met you, though I grew a lot through your writing. It was strange and sobering reading your last words here. I cannot begin to understand how your family feels. I can only say that you’ve touched quite a few folks out here in a very positive way. I recently spent two years overseas and used blogs to keep up with what was going on back home. You helped me stay anchored and for that I thank you, for your service I thank you, and all that is left is to say goodbye.

  1767. Andrew,
    I never met you, though I grew a lot through your writing. It was strange and sobering reading your last words here. I cannot begin to understand how your family feels. I can only say that you’ve touched quite a few folks out here in a very positive way. I recently spent two years overseas and used blogs to keep up with what was going on back home. You helped me stay anchored and for that I thank you, for your service I thank you, and all that is left is to say goodbye.

  1768. dman: sorry your ability to feel compassion and empathy is so easily dissipated. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
    Word to the wise: this is a character flaw, and should be kept to yourself until you can fix it. Especially when some of the people who ought to arouse your compassion are likely to read what you write.

  1769. dman: sorry your ability to feel compassion and empathy is so easily dissipated. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
    Word to the wise: this is a character flaw, and should be kept to yourself until you can fix it. Especially when some of the people who ought to arouse your compassion are likely to read what you write.

  1770. dman: sorry your ability to feel compassion and empathy is so easily dissipated. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
    Word to the wise: this is a character flaw, and should be kept to yourself until you can fix it. Especially when some of the people who ought to arouse your compassion are likely to read what you write.

  1771. I tip my hat to a life well lived.
    I bend my knee in thanks to God and his family for giving it for the cause of freedom.

  1772. I tip my hat to a life well lived.
    I bend my knee in thanks to God and his family for giving it for the cause of freedom.

  1773. I tip my hat to a life well lived.
    I bend my knee in thanks to God and his family for giving it for the cause of freedom.

  1774. “I am all alone this time around
    Sometimes on the side I hear a sound
    Places parallel I know it’s you
    Feel the little pieces bleeding through
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on
    Now that I’ve decided not to stay
    I can feel me start to fade away
    Everything is back where it belongs
    I will be beside you before long
    We will never die
    Beside you in time”
    I never knew you but you seem like you are an amazing person. It’s the correct tense because your still with us in some way.

  1775. “I am all alone this time around
    Sometimes on the side I hear a sound
    Places parallel I know it’s you
    Feel the little pieces bleeding through
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on
    Now that I’ve decided not to stay
    I can feel me start to fade away
    Everything is back where it belongs
    I will be beside you before long
    We will never die
    Beside you in time”
    I never knew you but you seem like you are an amazing person. It’s the correct tense because your still with us in some way.

  1776. “I am all alone this time around
    Sometimes on the side I hear a sound
    Places parallel I know it’s you
    Feel the little pieces bleeding through
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    This goes on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on (And on)
    And on
    Now that I’ve decided not to stay
    I can feel me start to fade away
    Everything is back where it belongs
    I will be beside you before long
    We will never die
    Beside you in time”
    I never knew you but you seem like you are an amazing person. It’s the correct tense because your still with us in some way.

  1777. dman: I assume the last three letters of your handle are vestigial or abstractly symbolic.
    An actual man (or even a grown woman) would have more class than to write what you did.
    The Major’s taste in literature or media might not suit you. Calling it what you did suggests to me that your voice still hasn’t changed, and that you live in your parents’ basement.
    Oops, I was assuming you know who your parents are.

  1778. dman: I assume the last three letters of your handle are vestigial or abstractly symbolic.
    An actual man (or even a grown woman) would have more class than to write what you did.
    The Major’s taste in literature or media might not suit you. Calling it what you did suggests to me that your voice still hasn’t changed, and that you live in your parents’ basement.
    Oops, I was assuming you know who your parents are.

  1779. dman: I assume the last three letters of your handle are vestigial or abstractly symbolic.
    An actual man (or even a grown woman) would have more class than to write what you did.
    The Major’s taste in literature or media might not suit you. Calling it what you did suggests to me that your voice still hasn’t changed, and that you live in your parents’ basement.
    Oops, I was assuming you know who your parents are.

  1783. Go with GOD my dear friend and may peace be a blessing that fills your families hearts, that they are to remember your love and your life, be at peace!

  1784. Go with GOD my dear friend and may peace be a blessing that fills your families hearts, that they are to remember your love and your life, be at peace!

  1785. Go with GOD my dear friend and may peace be a blessing that fills your families hearts, that they are to remember your love and your life, be at peace!

  1789. I think the point that dman misses is that Major Olmsted was irreverent enough to not give two hoots whether somebody decided to write him off because he was a “fanboy”.
    Me, I’m laughing (well, smirking, really) a lot harder at dman than I would at the Major. So Maj Olmsted didn’t write some timeless prose, in dman’s oh-so-valuable opinion. So dman felt moved to bring this opinion to everyone’s attention.
    Big whoop.
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on; nor all your piety nor wit / Shall lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    Nor, I’d add, all dman’s judgment of the Major’s last words’ worthiness. Dude, have a great life figuring out how little your reaction matters. No matter how long that takes you.
    Maybe some day you’ll figure out how to take something as it was meant, rather than as you react to it. Maybe then you’ll have moved out of that “basement”.

  1790. I think the point that dman misses is that Major Olmsted was irreverent enough to not give two hoots whether somebody decided to write him off because he was a “fanboy”.
    Me, I’m laughing (well, smirking, really) a lot harder at dman than I would at the Major. So Maj Olmsted didn’t write some timeless prose, in dman’s oh-so-valuable opinion. So dman felt moved to bring this opinion to everyone’s attention.
    Big whoop.
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on; nor all your piety nor wit / Shall lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    Nor, I’d add, all dman’s judgment of the Major’s last words’ worthiness. Dude, have a great life figuring out how little your reaction matters. No matter how long that takes you.
    Maybe some day you’ll figure out how to take something as it was meant, rather than as you react to it. Maybe then you’ll have moved out of that “basement”.

  1791. I think the point that dman misses is that Major Olmsted was irreverent enough to not give two hoots whether somebody decided to write him off because he was a “fanboy”.
    Me, I’m laughing (well, smirking, really) a lot harder at dman than I would at the Major. So Maj Olmsted didn’t write some timeless prose, in dman’s oh-so-valuable opinion. So dman felt moved to bring this opinion to everyone’s attention.
    Big whoop.
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on; nor all your piety nor wit / Shall lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    Nor, I’d add, all dman’s judgment of the Major’s last words’ worthiness. Dude, have a great life figuring out how little your reaction matters. No matter how long that takes you.
    Maybe some day you’ll figure out how to take something as it was meant, rather than as you react to it. Maybe then you’ll have moved out of that “basement”.

  1795. The Rocky includes a slide show of pictures of Andrew, Amanda, and Andrew’s men.
    It’s funny but… no. Not for me. All I ever knew of Andrew was words on a page, and that’s how I want to remember him.
    [Thank you for the link, though, even if I don’t partake.]

  1796. The Rocky includes a slide show of pictures of Andrew, Amanda, and Andrew’s men.
    It’s funny but… no. Not for me. All I ever knew of Andrew was words on a page, and that’s how I want to remember him.
    [Thank you for the link, though, even if I don’t partake.]

  1797. The Rocky includes a slide show of pictures of Andrew, Amanda, and Andrew’s men.
    It’s funny but… no. Not for me. All I ever knew of Andrew was words on a page, and that’s how I want to remember him.
    [Thank you for the link, though, even if I don’t partake.]

  1798. I’d finished Andrew’s farewell post and was reading into the comments, my lower lip quivering uncontrollably, when my 5-year old son came bounding into my office: Dad! Dad! He clamored, What do you call a pig that does Karate?
    I must have given him the blankest most forlorn look imaginable but he troopered on with his joke, his round cheeks puffed out and his eyes twinkling in delight. A pork chop, Dad! Get it!
    I burst into tears.
    The hell of it is I couldn’t make any sense of it for him. All I could do was hug him and tell him I loved him… his good, whole and healthy body. His bright living spirit.
    I can only imagine the grief the Olmsted family must be feeling and I grieve with them. And with us all.

  1799. I’d finished Andrew’s farewell post and was reading into the comments, my lower lip quivering uncontrollably, when my 5-year old son came bounding into my office: Dad! Dad! He clamored, What do you call a pig that does Karate?
    I must have given him the blankest most forlorn look imaginable but he troopered on with his joke, his round cheeks puffed out and his eyes twinkling in delight. A pork chop, Dad! Get it!
    I burst into tears.
    The hell of it is I couldn’t make any sense of it for him. All I could do was hug him and tell him I loved him… his good, whole and healthy body. His bright living spirit.
    I can only imagine the grief the Olmsted family must be feeling and I grieve with them. And with us all.

  1800. I’d finished Andrew’s farewell post and was reading into the comments, my lower lip quivering uncontrollably, when my 5-year old son came bounding into my office: Dad! Dad! He clamored, What do you call a pig that does Karate?
    I must have given him the blankest most forlorn look imaginable but he troopered on with his joke, his round cheeks puffed out and his eyes twinkling in delight. A pork chop, Dad! Get it!
    I burst into tears.
    The hell of it is I couldn’t make any sense of it for him. All I could do was hug him and tell him I loved him… his good, whole and healthy body. His bright living spirit.
    I can only imagine the grief the Olmsted family must be feeling and I grieve with them. And with us all.

  1801. Nice to see such fine individuals mucking up a fine tribute to a man whose boots you aren’t worthy of licking.
    (the preceding goes to the hahahahahha and oh well)

  1802. Nice to see such fine individuals mucking up a fine tribute to a man whose boots you aren’t worthy of licking.
    (the preceding goes to the hahahahahha and oh well)

  1803. Nice to see such fine individuals mucking up a fine tribute to a man whose boots you aren’t worthy of licking.
    (the preceding goes to the hahahahahha and oh well)

  1804. There is an article up at Rocky Mountain News, plus a slideshow.
    And since he asked us to celebrate, giving full consideration to his last great posting…
    I raise my glass high for Andrew
    to offer this special last toast:
    “It’s clear you’ll be missin’ your family,
    your sweetheart and your bloggin’ the most.
    I can’t believe you, it’s so uncanny,
    you found a way to outshine Big Poppi and Manny.
    I knew you’d daringly fight against any SoupNazi
    and you never ever ever suffered from shrinkage,
    but you shoulda known, you old blogwhore you,
    that there’s less extreme ways to be gettin’ such linkage!”
    A 2100-blog salute to you, Major.

  1805. There is an article up at Rocky Mountain News, plus a slideshow.
    And since he asked us to celebrate, giving full consideration to his last great posting…
    I raise my glass high for Andrew
    to offer this special last toast:
    “It’s clear you’ll be missin’ your family,
    your sweetheart and your bloggin’ the most.
    I can’t believe you, it’s so uncanny,
    you found a way to outshine Big Poppi and Manny.
    I knew you’d daringly fight against any SoupNazi
    and you never ever ever suffered from shrinkage,
    but you shoulda known, you old blogwhore you,
    that there’s less extreme ways to be gettin’ such linkage!”
    A 2100-blog salute to you, Major.

  1806. There is an article up at Rocky Mountain News, plus a slideshow.
    And since he asked us to celebrate, giving full consideration to his last great posting…
    I raise my glass high for Andrew
    to offer this special last toast:
    “It’s clear you’ll be missin’ your family,
    your sweetheart and your bloggin’ the most.
    I can’t believe you, it’s so uncanny,
    you found a way to outshine Big Poppi and Manny.
    I knew you’d daringly fight against any SoupNazi
    and you never ever ever suffered from shrinkage,
    but you shoulda known, you old blogwhore you,
    that there’s less extreme ways to be gettin’ such linkage!”
    A 2100-blog salute to you, Major.

  1807. Chris S: thanks, but I live in a barrel (like Diogenes) and the barrel keeps moving. Thanks all the same for the thought.

  1808. Chris S: thanks, but I live in a barrel (like Diogenes) and the barrel keeps moving. Thanks all the same for the thought.

  1809. Chris S: thanks, but I live in a barrel (like Diogenes) and the barrel keeps moving. Thanks all the same for the thought.

  1813. As a former soldier, in a different time, a very different place, I feel as if I’ve lost a son, America has lost a patriot, and the world has lost a citizen to be honored.

  1814. As a former soldier, in a different time, a very different place, I feel as if I’ve lost a son, America has lost a patriot, and the world has lost a citizen to be honored.

  1815. As a former soldier, in a different time, a very different place, I feel as if I’ve lost a son, America has lost a patriot, and the world has lost a citizen to be honored.

  1816. wow. what courage, what strength and what humor!
    to the family and friends of major olmsted, i am sorry for your loss.
    this world was a better place for having him in it. we could all learn from his words. we should heed them

  1817. wow. what courage, what strength and what humor!
    to the family and friends of major olmsted, i am sorry for your loss.
    this world was a better place for having him in it. we could all learn from his words. we should heed them

  1818. wow. what courage, what strength and what humor!
    to the family and friends of major olmsted, i am sorry for your loss.
    this world was a better place for having him in it. we could all learn from his words. we should heed them

  1819. My God,
    It is hard when you lose a patriot and a philosopher – all combined in one tragically dead soldier.
    This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.
    His, is a life well served. Cut tragically short. That is as much our loss as his family’s and friend’s.
    God speed.
    I weep…

  1820. My God,
    It is hard when you lose a patriot and a philosopher – all combined in one tragically dead soldier.
    This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.
    His, is a life well served. Cut tragically short. That is as much our loss as his family’s and friend’s.
    God speed.
    I weep…

  1821. My God,
    It is hard when you lose a patriot and a philosopher – all combined in one tragically dead soldier.
    This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.
    His, is a life well served. Cut tragically short. That is as much our loss as his family’s and friend’s.
    God speed.
    I weep…

  1822. OCSteve: I hope you won’t mind me saying this, but this

    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?

    and this

    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

    It seem to me to be the best memorial we can give Mjr Olmsted. There are guests here at ObWi from all the corners of the Blogosphere, all giving thanks for this courageous, funny and by-god intelligent man, and by-and-large, obeying his last request. It’s sad that it takes a death to bring us together, but bringing us together was Andrew’s fondest hope.

  1823. OCSteve: I hope you won’t mind me saying this, but this

    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?

    and this

    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

    It seem to me to be the best memorial we can give Mjr Olmsted. There are guests here at ObWi from all the corners of the Blogosphere, all giving thanks for this courageous, funny and by-god intelligent man, and by-and-large, obeying his last request. It’s sad that it takes a death to bring us together, but bringing us together was Andrew’s fondest hope.

  1824. OCSteve: I hope you won’t mind me saying this, but this

    W: So you have this whole other life online I know nothing about?
    Me: Well, it’s not like a dating service or anything. It was a blog.
    W: What?

    and this

    No ifs, ands, or buts: tonight I am kin with any DKos front-pager or commenter who mourns Andrew’s loss. Full stop.

    It seem to me to be the best memorial we can give Mjr Olmsted. There are guests here at ObWi from all the corners of the Blogosphere, all giving thanks for this courageous, funny and by-god intelligent man, and by-and-large, obeying his last request. It’s sad that it takes a death to bring us together, but bringing us together was Andrew’s fondest hope.

  1825. I never heard of Andrew until I read of his passing about an hour ago; his name was forwarded to my home in Northern Canada by people who were as touched by Andrew’s last post as I am, and I too will forward his words to my friends. I find myself both wishing that I had known him, and wishing that I had never heard of him – all the better to have him return home safely and anonymously (to me) than to learn of him through his passing. As a soldier, I can relate to his views on going overseas and the pressure it puts on our families and loved ones; many times the greater burden is carried by the ones we leave behind. For those who are his close friends, I offer my condolences; to his family, my thoughts are with you on this day. To you Maj. Olmstead, thank you for your words, your humor and your dedication; fair winds and soft landings. Barry Westholm (Cdn Forces, MWO-serving)

  1826. I never heard of Andrew until I read of his passing about an hour ago; his name was forwarded to my home in Northern Canada by people who were as touched by Andrew’s last post as I am, and I too will forward his words to my friends. I find myself both wishing that I had known him, and wishing that I had never heard of him – all the better to have him return home safely and anonymously (to me) than to learn of him through his passing. As a soldier, I can relate to his views on going overseas and the pressure it puts on our families and loved ones; many times the greater burden is carried by the ones we leave behind. For those who are his close friends, I offer my condolences; to his family, my thoughts are with you on this day. To you Maj. Olmstead, thank you for your words, your humor and your dedication; fair winds and soft landings. Barry Westholm (Cdn Forces, MWO-serving)

  1827. I never heard of Andrew until I read of his passing about an hour ago; his name was forwarded to my home in Northern Canada by people who were as touched by Andrew’s last post as I am, and I too will forward his words to my friends. I find myself both wishing that I had known him, and wishing that I had never heard of him – all the better to have him return home safely and anonymously (to me) than to learn of him through his passing. As a soldier, I can relate to his views on going overseas and the pressure it puts on our families and loved ones; many times the greater burden is carried by the ones we leave behind. For those who are his close friends, I offer my condolences; to his family, my thoughts are with you on this day. To you Maj. Olmstead, thank you for your words, your humor and your dedication; fair winds and soft landings. Barry Westholm (Cdn Forces, MWO-serving)

  1828. “This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.”
    Yes, it is. And you think, by labeling it correctly, you excuse it?
    You don’t.
    Twit.
    Hey, everyone! Point and laugh at the funny person who can’t even STFU about George Bush on one obituary thread!

  1829. “This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.”
    Yes, it is. And you think, by labeling it correctly, you excuse it?
    You don’t.
    Twit.
    Hey, everyone! Point and laugh at the funny person who can’t even STFU about George Bush on one obituary thread!

  1830. “This man had more original thought’s in one sentence, than GWB had in a lifetime… But, that’s politicizing his death.”
    Yes, it is. And you think, by labeling it correctly, you excuse it?
    You don’t.
    Twit.
    Hey, everyone! Point and laugh at the funny person who can’t even STFU about George Bush on one obituary thread!

  1831. I have never had the pleasure of reading Andrew’s blogs while he was alive.
    This is the first time I have ever been here, read of him, known his name….
    I feel like I missed out on knowing an INCREDIBLE human being.
    Tonight, reading the last words of a complete stranger moved me to tears.
    What a loss for the world that this young man is gone; what a deeply personal loss for his family.
    I am so sorry that sorrow has extended it’s cold grip around so many people, once again.

  1832. I have never had the pleasure of reading Andrew’s blogs while he was alive.
    This is the first time I have ever been here, read of him, known his name….
    I feel like I missed out on knowing an INCREDIBLE human being.
    Tonight, reading the last words of a complete stranger moved me to tears.
    What a loss for the world that this young man is gone; what a deeply personal loss for his family.
    I am so sorry that sorrow has extended it’s cold grip around so many people, once again.

  1833. I have never had the pleasure of reading Andrew’s blogs while he was alive.
    This is the first time I have ever been here, read of him, known his name….
    I feel like I missed out on knowing an INCREDIBLE human being.
    Tonight, reading the last words of a complete stranger moved me to tears.
    What a loss for the world that this young man is gone; what a deeply personal loss for his family.
    I am so sorry that sorrow has extended it’s cold grip around so many people, once again.

  1834. I too, am one of many who haven’t had the privilege of knowing him, his thoughts, and his being .. until it was too late.
    You have helped an enlightened so many, even myself in a sense. Thank you.
    Rest in peace my friend. Your heart will always live strong in all of us.

  1835. I too, am one of many who haven’t had the privilege of knowing him, his thoughts, and his being .. until it was too late.
    You have helped an enlightened so many, even myself in a sense. Thank you.
    Rest in peace my friend. Your heart will always live strong in all of us.

  1836. I too, am one of many who haven’t had the privilege of knowing him, his thoughts, and his being .. until it was too late.
    You have helped an enlightened so many, even myself in a sense. Thank you.
    Rest in peace my friend. Your heart will always live strong in all of us.

  1837. I can’t recall the last time such a story has moved me to so many tears, or tears so powerful. By losing Major Olmstead, the world has lost a clever, intuitive mind, who (though I didn’t know him) was someone I’d have loved to have met.
    I myself am only fifteen as I write this – therefore, as I likely have a number of years before me before I, too, reach the unbeatable end, this story is one with a certain heavy-handed meaning to it. By reading this, by being shown the beauty that war steals from us, I feel as though the Major has educated me in a very…unfortunate way. Unfortunate that his wonderful life was brought to such an unfair, abrupt end, when he clearly had so much to offer in the coming years. Unfortunate that no one will ever enjoy his writings again, or be able to have analytical, intelligent conversation with him.
    Life is fleeting, and it does its best, at least in my opinion, to break its hold on us far too early. Too often, friends, dear, beloved friends, are lost to unjust, undeserved means. I myself had never heard of Major Olmstead until today – now, I feel that, through his writings above, I have even lost someone precious. It’s hard to articulate with words – as they rarely possess the same true expression as thought alone – but I feel that, because Andrew shared so much of himself with readers of his final blog, anyone who reads it shall realize just what sort of a great person we have all lost. I know that I, having seen his final words, find myself wishing for more, wishing that this were not the end for someone so humorous, light-hearted, and delightful.
    My experience with life so far is that it rarely obeys the commands of its charges – rather, we are simply forced to take the world as it is given to us. We cannot change what has been, and, as we cannot know it before it happens, we most certainly cannot change the future. Life is about breathing deep, laughing hard, and loving intensely. And, as I have seen by the message he left for all who cared to read it, Andrew Olmstead was a person who did his best not only to do these things hismelf, but to help others do them as well.
    In finality, I would just like to express my deepest, farthest reaching condolences possible, on top of everyone elses, to anyone who knew Andrew personally, whether through his Blogs, in real life, or, if you simply knew him through his writing above. Everyone has lost a little bit of life’s silver lining by this tragic occurence – and my sorrows lie with Andrew’s friends, family, acquaintances, readers, and all the people in between.
    Andrew, no matter what circumstances you face now, whether you are within the afterlife, or however you rest, I only wish you could’ve given us the happiness and delight of your company for an eternity longer.
    Will
    And hilzoy, I must say that you, also, are a truly beautiful person – posting Andrew’s final words as you did, you gave everyone a chance to look back, and give our blessings to Andrew, and all those about him in life, and death.

  1838. I can’t recall the last time such a story has moved me to so many tears, or tears so powerful. By losing Major Olmstead, the world has lost a clever, intuitive mind, who (though I didn’t know him) was someone I’d have loved to have met.
    I myself am only fifteen as I write this – therefore, as I likely have a number of years before me before I, too, reach the unbeatable end, this story is one with a certain heavy-handed meaning to it. By reading this, by being shown the beauty that war steals from us, I feel as though the Major has educated me in a very…unfortunate way. Unfortunate that his wonderful life was brought to such an unfair, abrupt end, when he clearly had so much to offer in the coming years. Unfortunate that no one will ever enjoy his writings again, or be able to have analytical, intelligent conversation with him.
    Life is fleeting, and it does its best, at least in my opinion, to break its hold on us far too early. Too often, friends, dear, beloved friends, are lost to unjust, undeserved means. I myself had never heard of Major Olmstead until today – now, I feel that, through his writings above, I have even lost someone precious. It’s hard to articulate with words – as they rarely possess the same true expression as thought alone – but I feel that, because Andrew shared so much of himself with readers of his final blog, anyone who reads it shall realize just what sort of a great person we have all lost. I know that I, having seen his final words, find myself wishing for more, wishing that this were not the end for someone so humorous, light-hearted, and delightful.
    My experience with life so far is that it rarely obeys the commands of its charges – rather, we are simply forced to take the world as it is given to us. We cannot change what has been, and, as we cannot know it before it happens, we most certainly cannot change the future. Life is about breathing deep, laughing hard, and loving intensely. And, as I have seen by the message he left for all who cared to read it, Andrew Olmstead was a person who did his best not only to do these things hismelf, but to help others do them as well.
    In finality, I would just like to express my deepest, farthest reaching condolences possible, on top of everyone elses, to anyone who knew Andrew personally, whether through his Blogs, in real life, or, if you simply knew him through his writing above. Everyone has lost a little bit of life’s silver lining by this tragic occurence – and my sorrows lie with Andrew’s friends, family, acquaintances, readers, and all the people in between.
    Andrew, no matter what circumstances you face now, whether you are within the afterlife, or however you rest, I only wish you could’ve given us the happiness and delight of your company for an eternity longer.
    Will
    And hilzoy, I must say that you, also, are a truly beautiful person – posting Andrew’s final words as you did, you gave everyone a chance to look back, and give our blessings to Andrew, and all those about him in life, and death.

  1839. I can’t recall the last time such a story has moved me to so many tears, or tears so powerful. By losing Major Olmstead, the world has lost a clever, intuitive mind, who (though I didn’t know him) was someone I’d have loved to have met.
    I myself am only fifteen as I write this – therefore, as I likely have a number of years before me before I, too, reach the unbeatable end, this story is one with a certain heavy-handed meaning to it. By reading this, by being shown the beauty that war steals from us, I feel as though the Major has educated me in a very…unfortunate way. Unfortunate that his wonderful life was brought to such an unfair, abrupt end, when he clearly had so much to offer in the coming years. Unfortunate that no one will ever enjoy his writings again, or be able to have analytical, intelligent conversation with him.
    Life is fleeting, and it does its best, at least in my opinion, to break its hold on us far too early. Too often, friends, dear, beloved friends, are lost to unjust, undeserved means. I myself had never heard of Major Olmstead until today – now, I feel that, through his writings above, I have even lost someone precious. It’s hard to articulate with words – as they rarely possess the same true expression as thought alone – but I feel that, because Andrew shared so much of himself with readers of his final blog, anyone who reads it shall realize just what sort of a great person we have all lost. I know that I, having seen his final words, find myself wishing for more, wishing that this were not the end for someone so humorous, light-hearted, and delightful.
    My experience with life so far is that it rarely obeys the commands of its charges – rather, we are simply forced to take the world as it is given to us. We cannot change what has been, and, as we cannot know it before it happens, we most certainly cannot change the future. Life is about breathing deep, laughing hard, and loving intensely. And, as I have seen by the message he left for all who cared to read it, Andrew Olmstead was a person who did his best not only to do these things hismelf, but to help others do them as well.
    In finality, I would just like to express my deepest, farthest reaching condolences possible, on top of everyone elses, to anyone who knew Andrew personally, whether through his Blogs, in real life, or, if you simply knew him through his writing above. Everyone has lost a little bit of life’s silver lining by this tragic occurence – and my sorrows lie with Andrew’s friends, family, acquaintances, readers, and all the people in between.
    Andrew, no matter what circumstances you face now, whether you are within the afterlife, or however you rest, I only wish you could’ve given us the happiness and delight of your company for an eternity longer.
    Will
    And hilzoy, I must say that you, also, are a truly beautiful person – posting Andrew’s final words as you did, you gave everyone a chance to look back, and give our blessings to Andrew, and all those about him in life, and death.

  1840. I hate this news. My sympathies to Andrew Olmsted’s many family & friends, and my thanks & gratitude for his service and his good heart.

  1841. I hate this news. My sympathies to Andrew Olmsted’s many family & friends, and my thanks & gratitude for his service and his good heart.

  1842. I hate this news. My sympathies to Andrew Olmsted’s many family & friends, and my thanks & gratitude for his service and his good heart.

  1858. First time here (linked from RMN). I have spent the past several hours between tears and laughter while reading his final post and the comments posted here. Major Olmsted was a true warrior and patriot. I would have been honored to serve with him.
    My wife and I express our profound grief and send warmth and peace to the whole Olmsted family. May angels bear them up in the days and weeks to follow.
    Thank you to the Major and all the brave souls who stand as the vanguard of freedom.
    Rest easy, Sir. All is secure.
    – MSgt, USAF (Ret)

  1859. First time here (linked from RMN). I have spent the past several hours between tears and laughter while reading his final post and the comments posted here. Major Olmsted was a true warrior and patriot. I would have been honored to serve with him.
    My wife and I express our profound grief and send warmth and peace to the whole Olmsted family. May angels bear them up in the days and weeks to follow.
    Thank you to the Major and all the brave souls who stand as the vanguard of freedom.
    Rest easy, Sir. All is secure.
    – MSgt, USAF (Ret)

  1860. First time here (linked from RMN). I have spent the past several hours between tears and laughter while reading his final post and the comments posted here. Major Olmsted was a true warrior and patriot. I would have been honored to serve with him.
    My wife and I express our profound grief and send warmth and peace to the whole Olmsted family. May angels bear them up in the days and weeks to follow.
    Thank you to the Major and all the brave souls who stand as the vanguard of freedom.
    Rest easy, Sir. All is secure.
    – MSgt, USAF (Ret)

  1861. As a Marine just having returned from Iraq, I know all to well the feelings of losing a friend/ brother in arms.
    “Gar kyr’adyc, Ni su’cuyi
    Ni paratayli, Gar darasuum.”
    ~Mandalorian prayer for fallen comrades, trasnslation is:
    “You have fallen, I still live
    I’ll remember you, you’re eternal”
    I didn’t know Andrew personally, but I have served with his fellow soldiers. And even though the Soldiers and Marines have our sibling rivalry, we still have each others back.
    Every casket that comes back carries the body of a fellow brother or sister, and it never stops hurting. Plato said it best, “Only the dead have seen the end of war”.
    I’m sorry for all his friends and family. It’s an ache that never truly goes away.

  1862. As a Marine just having returned from Iraq, I know all to well the feelings of losing a friend/ brother in arms.
    “Gar kyr’adyc, Ni su’cuyi
    Ni paratayli, Gar darasuum.”
    ~Mandalorian prayer for fallen comrades, trasnslation is:
    “You have fallen, I still live
    I’ll remember you, you’re eternal”
    I didn’t know Andrew personally, but I have served with his fellow soldiers. And even though the Soldiers and Marines have our sibling rivalry, we still have each others back.
    Every casket that comes back carries the body of a fellow brother or sister, and it never stops hurting. Plato said it best, “Only the dead have seen the end of war”.
    I’m sorry for all his friends and family. It’s an ache that never truly goes away.

  1863. As a Marine just having returned from Iraq, I know all to well the feelings of losing a friend/ brother in arms.
    “Gar kyr’adyc, Ni su’cuyi
    Ni paratayli, Gar darasuum.”
    ~Mandalorian prayer for fallen comrades, trasnslation is:
    “You have fallen, I still live
    I’ll remember you, you’re eternal”
    I didn’t know Andrew personally, but I have served with his fellow soldiers. And even though the Soldiers and Marines have our sibling rivalry, we still have each others back.
    Every casket that comes back carries the body of a fellow brother or sister, and it never stops hurting. Plato said it best, “Only the dead have seen the end of war”.
    I’m sorry for all his friends and family. It’s an ache that never truly goes away.

  1867. This is horrible; I’m glad that G’kar could at least leave a little bit of his wit, intelligence, and compassion ‘imprinted’ here on Obsidian Wings as it were. But the world has claimed him far too quick.
    I would also like to know if there’s anything that can be done for his friends and family. I doubt they want to be flooded with people who only knew their son/husband/friend online, but perhaps one large message signed by all those who cared for him?
    What a horrible, horrible tragedy.

  1868. This is horrible; I’m glad that G’kar could at least leave a little bit of his wit, intelligence, and compassion ‘imprinted’ here on Obsidian Wings as it were. But the world has claimed him far too quick.
    I would also like to know if there’s anything that can be done for his friends and family. I doubt they want to be flooded with people who only knew their son/husband/friend online, but perhaps one large message signed by all those who cared for him?
    What a horrible, horrible tragedy.

  1869. This is horrible; I’m glad that G’kar could at least leave a little bit of his wit, intelligence, and compassion ‘imprinted’ here on Obsidian Wings as it were. But the world has claimed him far too quick.
    I would also like to know if there’s anything that can be done for his friends and family. I doubt they want to be flooded with people who only knew their son/husband/friend online, but perhaps one large message signed by all those who cared for him?
    What a horrible, horrible tragedy.

  1870. Rest in peace Soldier, for it is our turn to stand for you and your family as you have stood for us. Thank you for the freedoms we enjoy today.
    The link is for a thread on our Patriot Guard web site, were we honor the fallen heroes without political agendas. Just rspect for our heroes and their families.
    http://www.patriotguard.org/Forums/tabid/61/postid/745337/view/topic/Default.aspx
    Respects, “b”
    Brian Hopper
    RRC, California Patriot Guard Riders
    V.P. District 6 American Legion Riders
    212 American Patriot
    PGR Member #2521
    http://www.patriotguard.org/

  1871. Rest in peace Soldier, for it is our turn to stand for you and your family as you have stood for us. Thank you for the freedoms we enjoy today.
    The link is for a thread on our Patriot Guard web site, were we honor the fallen heroes without political agendas. Just rspect for our heroes and their families.
    http://www.patriotguard.org/Forums/tabid/61/postid/745337/view/topic/Default.aspx
    Respects, “b”
    Brian Hopper
    RRC, California Patriot Guard Riders
    V.P. District 6 American Legion Riders
    212 American Patriot
    PGR Member #2521
    http://www.patriotguard.org/

  1872. Rest in peace Soldier, for it is our turn to stand for you and your family as you have stood for us. Thank you for the freedoms we enjoy today.
    The link is for a thread on our Patriot Guard web site, were we honor the fallen heroes without political agendas. Just rspect for our heroes and their families.
    http://www.patriotguard.org/Forums/tabid/61/postid/745337/view/topic/Default.aspx
    Respects, “b”
    Brian Hopper
    RRC, California Patriot Guard Riders
    V.P. District 6 American Legion Riders
    212 American Patriot
    PGR Member #2521
    http://www.patriotguard.org/

  1873. The surreality of this hurts… Andy called this a manifestation of the “ephemeral nature” of blogging, but the emotions I see here today are very real. Long after this is all gone we will remember this. God Bless Andrew Olmstead.
    HOOAH SOLDIER!

  1874. The surreality of this hurts… Andy called this a manifestation of the “ephemeral nature” of blogging, but the emotions I see here today are very real. Long after this is all gone we will remember this. God Bless Andrew Olmstead.
    HOOAH SOLDIER!

  1875. The surreality of this hurts… Andy called this a manifestation of the “ephemeral nature” of blogging, but the emotions I see here today are very real. Long after this is all gone we will remember this. God Bless Andrew Olmstead.
    HOOAH SOLDIER!

  1876. ive never been to this site before so i feel as though i dont deserve the right to comment on this. all i wanted to say is “thank you” for having courage and conviction to do what you were doing. if i could even be a fraction of the man you are (were…), i would be luckiest of all men.
    rest in peace, soldier, youve earned it… god bless, keep well, see you soon.

  1877. ive never been to this site before so i feel as though i dont deserve the right to comment on this. all i wanted to say is “thank you” for having courage and conviction to do what you were doing. if i could even be a fraction of the man you are (were…), i would be luckiest of all men.
    rest in peace, soldier, youve earned it… god bless, keep well, see you soon.

  1878. ive never been to this site before so i feel as though i dont deserve the right to comment on this. all i wanted to say is “thank you” for having courage and conviction to do what you were doing. if i could even be a fraction of the man you are (were…), i would be luckiest of all men.
    rest in peace, soldier, youve earned it… god bless, keep well, see you soon.

  1879. I read Major Olmsted’s last piece and nothing has given me as much perspective where this war and the men and women fighting it as it did.
    May he be met by the angels and his family find some comfort in what he stood for and how he stood for it.

  1880. I read Major Olmsted’s last piece and nothing has given me as much perspective where this war and the men and women fighting it as it did.
    May he be met by the angels and his family find some comfort in what he stood for and how he stood for it.

  1881. I read Major Olmsted’s last piece and nothing has given me as much perspective where this war and the men and women fighting it as it did.
    May he be met by the angels and his family find some comfort in what he stood for and how he stood for it.

  1882. We hardly knew ye.
    Michael yon linked me here. Thanks Michael.
    Be thankful, you did what you believed.The end results are the same for anyone born. We are born to die. It is inevetable. What IS important is what we did to make the world better than when we first arrived.
    Rest in Peace, with what is left of your physical being on Earth, but I have no doubts you have moved forward to the next challenge. Go in Peace. My respects to all that you have touched, loved, and affected.

  1883. We hardly knew ye.
    Michael yon linked me here. Thanks Michael.
    Be thankful, you did what you believed.The end results are the same for anyone born. We are born to die. It is inevetable. What IS important is what we did to make the world better than when we first arrived.
    Rest in Peace, with what is left of your physical being on Earth, but I have no doubts you have moved forward to the next challenge. Go in Peace. My respects to all that you have touched, loved, and affected.

  1884. We hardly knew ye.
    Michael yon linked me here. Thanks Michael.
    Be thankful, you did what you believed.The end results are the same for anyone born. We are born to die. It is inevetable. What IS important is what we did to make the world better than when we first arrived.
    Rest in Peace, with what is left of your physical being on Earth, but I have no doubts you have moved forward to the next challenge. Go in Peace. My respects to all that you have touched, loved, and affected.

  1885. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so
    Andrew Olmstead batted well over .650. Ted Williams wishes he were Andrew Olmstead, and I wish I hadn’t yelled at him.

  1886. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so
    Andrew Olmstead batted well over .650. Ted Williams wishes he were Andrew Olmstead, and I wish I hadn’t yelled at him.

  1887. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so
    Andrew Olmstead batted well over .650. Ted Williams wishes he were Andrew Olmstead, and I wish I hadn’t yelled at him.

  1888. in that light can one
    be clearly seen
    and in that death
    can one transfer vision.
    how fragile we are,
    a breath of brightness
    demanding sight

  1889. in that light can one
    be clearly seen
    and in that death
    can one transfer vision.
    how fragile we are,
    a breath of brightness
    demanding sight

  1890. in that light can one
    be clearly seen
    and in that death
    can one transfer vision.
    how fragile we are,
    a breath of brightness
    demanding sight

  1894. Well, that certainly puts things in perspective for you, doesn’t it? This is immensely sad, but if I had to go, I’d like to think I was as content as this guy was with his life. My very sincere condolences to his wife and family. Sounds like you lost a good one there. For what it’s worth, thanks for giving your life to protect my freedom so I could type this comment.

  1895. Well, that certainly puts things in perspective for you, doesn’t it? This is immensely sad, but if I had to go, I’d like to think I was as content as this guy was with his life. My very sincere condolences to his wife and family. Sounds like you lost a good one there. For what it’s worth, thanks for giving your life to protect my freedom so I could type this comment.

  1896. Well, that certainly puts things in perspective for you, doesn’t it? This is immensely sad, but if I had to go, I’d like to think I was as content as this guy was with his life. My very sincere condolences to his wife and family. Sounds like you lost a good one there. For what it’s worth, thanks for giving your life to protect my freedom so I could type this comment.

  1897. The last time I was that much moved by the death of a person I only knew by his writing was when I learned that Douglas Adams had died.
    No need to blush, Andrew.

  1898. The last time I was that much moved by the death of a person I only knew by his writing was when I learned that Douglas Adams had died.
    No need to blush, Andrew.

  1899. The last time I was that much moved by the death of a person I only knew by his writing was when I learned that Douglas Adams had died.
    No need to blush, Andrew.

  1903. I lost a friend in afghanistan about a year and a half ago to a suicide bomber.
    I remember that horrible black sinking feeling in my chest the day my father called me telling me to check the news.
    when i started reading this post that same feeling clawed it’s way back up again.
    I send my love and sympathies to the friends and family and wish to let them know they are not alone.

  1904. I lost a friend in afghanistan about a year and a half ago to a suicide bomber.
    I remember that horrible black sinking feeling in my chest the day my father called me telling me to check the news.
    when i started reading this post that same feeling clawed it’s way back up again.
    I send my love and sympathies to the friends and family and wish to let them know they are not alone.

  1905. I lost a friend in afghanistan about a year and a half ago to a suicide bomber.
    I remember that horrible black sinking feeling in my chest the day my father called me telling me to check the news.
    when i started reading this post that same feeling clawed it’s way back up again.
    I send my love and sympathies to the friends and family and wish to let them know they are not alone.

  1906. I am not known for “crying”…. but haven’t been able to stop for the last 20 minutes.
    In my blog, I posted
    **********
    A friend I have never met…
    …..a blogger I read religiously, has left us, and the world is a darker place for it
    I didn’t always agree with him, but I did always respect his opinions. He lived his life like few of us do, honestly.
    I cannot think of the last time I posted anything while crying.
    ************
    And, to dman, and those who would dare ridicule an honest, intelligent man who lived a life of honour that most in this bankrupt culture do not even aspire to, you are pathetic.
    I am truly torn between just ridiculing you, or trying to track you down and beating you to a bloody pulp (it would see I am not as good a man as Major Olmstead was), but in deference to who he was, I leave it at this, “get over yourself”.
    Mick

  1907. I am not known for “crying”…. but haven’t been able to stop for the last 20 minutes.
    In my blog, I posted
    **********
    A friend I have never met…
    …..a blogger I read religiously, has left us, and the world is a darker place for it
    I didn’t always agree with him, but I did always respect his opinions. He lived his life like few of us do, honestly.
    I cannot think of the last time I posted anything while crying.
    ************
    And, to dman, and those who would dare ridicule an honest, intelligent man who lived a life of honour that most in this bankrupt culture do not even aspire to, you are pathetic.
    I am truly torn between just ridiculing you, or trying to track you down and beating you to a bloody pulp (it would see I am not as good a man as Major Olmstead was), but in deference to who he was, I leave it at this, “get over yourself”.
    Mick

  1908. I am not known for “crying”…. but haven’t been able to stop for the last 20 minutes.
    In my blog, I posted
    **********
    A friend I have never met…
    …..a blogger I read religiously, has left us, and the world is a darker place for it
    I didn’t always agree with him, but I did always respect his opinions. He lived his life like few of us do, honestly.
    I cannot think of the last time I posted anything while crying.
    ************
    And, to dman, and those who would dare ridicule an honest, intelligent man who lived a life of honour that most in this bankrupt culture do not even aspire to, you are pathetic.
    I am truly torn between just ridiculing you, or trying to track you down and beating you to a bloody pulp (it would see I am not as good a man as Major Olmstead was), but in deference to who he was, I leave it at this, “get over yourself”.
    Mick

  1909. Andy I just want to let you know that you yourself was smart even though you said you met so many people smarter than yourself. I can tell without even meeting you that you were a very intelligent man. I wish I could of gotten to meet you, and everyone that had was very lucky too.

  1910. Andy I just want to let you know that you yourself was smart even though you said you met so many people smarter than yourself. I can tell without even meeting you that you were a very intelligent man. I wish I could of gotten to meet you, and everyone that had was very lucky too.

  1911. Andy I just want to let you know that you yourself was smart even though you said you met so many people smarter than yourself. I can tell without even meeting you that you were a very intelligent man. I wish I could of gotten to meet you, and everyone that had was very lucky too.

  1912. Before a few hours back, I had never heard of the man. I was linked here, read through it… kind of hard for me not to tear up. It took a while for the words to sink in, and the comments (for the most part) were just as beautiful.
    You served your nation well, sir. Thank you.
    Pvt., USMC (Active)

  1913. Before a few hours back, I had never heard of the man. I was linked here, read through it… kind of hard for me not to tear up. It took a while for the words to sink in, and the comments (for the most part) were just as beautiful.
    You served your nation well, sir. Thank you.
    Pvt., USMC (Active)

  1914. Before a few hours back, I had never heard of the man. I was linked here, read through it… kind of hard for me not to tear up. It took a while for the words to sink in, and the comments (for the most part) were just as beautiful.
    You served your nation well, sir. Thank you.
    Pvt., USMC (Active)

  1915. Sadly, I didn’t know Maj. Olmsted personally. And that is my loss. I knew him through his blog and here as G’Kar. I very much enjoyed his thoughtful, honest blogs, even if I didn’t always agree with him on some points. I did respect him.
    I was an officer some years ago of one of the Royal Australian Regiments (RAR) (Australian Army). I fought alongside men like Maj. Olmsted in another hellhole some decades ago. I survived, though a part of me is still there to this day. I would like, if I may, dedicate our Regimental Ode and Prayer in honor of Major Andrew Olmsted. No matter which Country we are from, all who serve are brothers.
    RAR Regimental Ode
    Rest Ye, Oh Warrior,
    You’ll Battle No More,
    No Longer To Live
    The Horrors Of War.
    Your Duty Was Done
    With Honor And Pride
    Farewell Oh Brother
    Until We March By Your Side.
    Prayer of the Royal Australian Regiment
    Oh God, we who have served the Royal Australian Regiment, consecrate ourselves to you by giving ourselves, body and spirit to your service and to the service of our fellow man.
    Cleanse us from everything that could mar this service.
    Grant that we may live our lives that at all times we put our Duty First.
    Help us to think wisely, to speak rightly, to resolve bravely, to act kindly and to live purely.
    Give us the courage to defend the course of justice, freedom, truth and the right to liberty.
    This we ask through Christ our Lord.
    Amen.
    From all I have read about Maj. Olmsted, he lived by those codes, and deserves to be remembered that way. A good honorable man never dies. His body may be gone, but all that he truly was lives on in the hearts and minds of many others, and when they have sons and daughters and friends, they will pass on the story of his deeds, and pass on a piece of him. Some become the stuff of legends.
    Rest, in Peace brother.

  1916. Sadly, I didn’t know Maj. Olmsted personally. And that is my loss. I knew him through his blog and here as G’Kar. I very much enjoyed his thoughtful, honest blogs, even if I didn’t always agree with him on some points. I did respect him.
    I was an officer some years ago of one of the Royal Australian Regiments (RAR) (Australian Army). I fought alongside men like Maj. Olmsted in another hellhole some decades ago. I survived, though a part of me is still there to this day. I would like, if I may, dedicate our Regimental Ode and Prayer in honor of Major Andrew Olmsted. No matter which Country we are from, all who serve are brothers.
    RAR Regimental Ode
    Rest Ye, Oh Warrior,
    You’ll Battle No More,
    No Longer To Live
    The Horrors Of War.
    Your Duty Was Done
    With Honor And Pride
    Farewell Oh Brother
    Until We March By Your Side.
    Prayer of the Royal Australian Regiment
    Oh God, we who have served the Royal Australian Regiment, consecrate ourselves to you by giving ourselves, body and spirit to your service and to the service of our fellow man.
    Cleanse us from everything that could mar this service.
    Grant that we may live our lives that at all times we put our Duty First.
    Help us to think wisely, to speak rightly, to resolve bravely, to act kindly and to live purely.
    Give us the courage to defend the course of justice, freedom, truth and the right to liberty.
    This we ask through Christ our Lord.
    Amen.
    From all I have read about Maj. Olmsted, he lived by those codes, and deserves to be remembered that way. A good honorable man never dies. His body may be gone, but all that he truly was lives on in the hearts and minds of many others, and when they have sons and daughters and friends, they will pass on the story of his deeds, and pass on a piece of him. Some become the stuff of legends.
    Rest, in Peace brother.

  1917. Sadly, I didn’t know Maj. Olmsted personally. And that is my loss. I knew him through his blog and here as G’Kar. I very much enjoyed his thoughtful, honest blogs, even if I didn’t always agree with him on some points. I did respect him.
    I was an officer some years ago of one of the Royal Australian Regiments (RAR) (Australian Army). I fought alongside men like Maj. Olmsted in another hellhole some decades ago. I survived, though a part of me is still there to this day. I would like, if I may, dedicate our Regimental Ode and Prayer in honor of Major Andrew Olmsted. No matter which Country we are from, all who serve are brothers.
    RAR Regimental Ode
    Rest Ye, Oh Warrior,
    You’ll Battle No More,
    No Longer To Live
    The Horrors Of War.
    Your Duty Was Done
    With Honor And Pride
    Farewell Oh Brother
    Until We March By Your Side.
    Prayer of the Royal Australian Regiment
    Oh God, we who have served the Royal Australian Regiment, consecrate ourselves to you by giving ourselves, body and spirit to your service and to the service of our fellow man.
    Cleanse us from everything that could mar this service.
    Grant that we may live our lives that at all times we put our Duty First.
    Help us to think wisely, to speak rightly, to resolve bravely, to act kindly and to live purely.
    Give us the courage to defend the course of justice, freedom, truth and the right to liberty.
    This we ask through Christ our Lord.
    Amen.
    From all I have read about Maj. Olmsted, he lived by those codes, and deserves to be remembered that way. A good honorable man never dies. His body may be gone, but all that he truly was lives on in the hearts and minds of many others, and when they have sons and daughters and friends, they will pass on the story of his deeds, and pass on a piece of him. Some become the stuff of legends.
    Rest, in Peace brother.

  1918. My heartfelt sympathies to the good Major’s family and friends.
    After reading, I am reduced only to this:
    The sum of our shared humanity is greatly lessened.

  1919. My heartfelt sympathies to the good Major’s family and friends.
    After reading, I am reduced only to this:
    The sum of our shared humanity is greatly lessened.

  1920. My heartfelt sympathies to the good Major’s family and friends.
    After reading, I am reduced only to this:
    The sum of our shared humanity is greatly lessened.

  1921. Came here from the huff post. Never read his blog, but his sentiments are mine, exactly. We have to think more openly and honestly about the cost of war. I learned first hand in Viet Nam, 1966. Many people die horrible deaths and suffer terrible wounds. Also, the toll on families is often overwhelming, even if you survive and return. I carry some guilt about volunteering to serve without realizing how it would effect my family. Bless his family. It’s very sad. Love the one you’re with.

  1922. Came here from the huff post. Never read his blog, but his sentiments are mine, exactly. We have to think more openly and honestly about the cost of war. I learned first hand in Viet Nam, 1966. Many people die horrible deaths and suffer terrible wounds. Also, the toll on families is often overwhelming, even if you survive and return. I carry some guilt about volunteering to serve without realizing how it would effect my family. Bless his family. It’s very sad. Love the one you’re with.

  1923. Came here from the huff post. Never read his blog, but his sentiments are mine, exactly. We have to think more openly and honestly about the cost of war. I learned first hand in Viet Nam, 1966. Many people die horrible deaths and suffer terrible wounds. Also, the toll on families is often overwhelming, even if you survive and return. I carry some guilt about volunteering to serve without realizing how it would effect my family. Bless his family. It’s very sad. Love the one you’re with.

  1924. Like many here, I only knew of Major Olmsted through his posts as G’kar. In a time of echo chambers and mutual congratulation societies, his eagerness to engage in productive conversation across ideological lines really shone through, just one of the sterling aspects of his character that those of us who didn’t get to know him could only glimpse.
    Someplace upthread – I can’t find it now – someone pointed out that, for those looking for some way to memorialize Major Olmstead there was his fundraising appeal for the Pretty Bird Woman house, which he made here just two weeks ago. I didn’t donate then; I will now.

  1925. Like many here, I only knew of Major Olmsted through his posts as G’kar. In a time of echo chambers and mutual congratulation societies, his eagerness to engage in productive conversation across ideological lines really shone through, just one of the sterling aspects of his character that those of us who didn’t get to know him could only glimpse.
    Someplace upthread – I can’t find it now – someone pointed out that, for those looking for some way to memorialize Major Olmstead there was his fundraising appeal for the Pretty Bird Woman house, which he made here just two weeks ago. I didn’t donate then; I will now.

  1926. Like many here, I only knew of Major Olmsted through his posts as G’kar. In a time of echo chambers and mutual congratulation societies, his eagerness to engage in productive conversation across ideological lines really shone through, just one of the sterling aspects of his character that those of us who didn’t get to know him could only glimpse.
    Someplace upthread – I can’t find it now – someone pointed out that, for those looking for some way to memorialize Major Olmstead there was his fundraising appeal for the Pretty Bird Woman house, which he made here just two weeks ago. I didn’t donate then; I will now.

  1927. What awful, awful news.
    As someone who has lurked in the Wings for years, I’ve read most if not all of Andy’s posts here. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I’ve still been pretty stunned for most of the day. I cried when I first read the news. And when I put some 80s music on and my iPod decided in its infinite wisdom to start with “Love Vigilantes,” I cried again.
    Andy was an excellent writer, a humbly thoughtful person, and a Red Sox fan, all of which I respect greatly. Like so many others, I will miss his presence here. But mostly, my heart breaks for Amanda and the rest of his family.

  1928. What awful, awful news.
    As someone who has lurked in the Wings for years, I’ve read most if not all of Andy’s posts here. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I’ve still been pretty stunned for most of the day. I cried when I first read the news. And when I put some 80s music on and my iPod decided in its infinite wisdom to start with “Love Vigilantes,” I cried again.
    Andy was an excellent writer, a humbly thoughtful person, and a Red Sox fan, all of which I respect greatly. Like so many others, I will miss his presence here. But mostly, my heart breaks for Amanda and the rest of his family.

  1929. What awful, awful news.
    As someone who has lurked in the Wings for years, I’ve read most if not all of Andy’s posts here. I didn’t know Andy personally, but I’ve still been pretty stunned for most of the day. I cried when I first read the news. And when I put some 80s music on and my iPod decided in its infinite wisdom to start with “Love Vigilantes,” I cried again.
    Andy was an excellent writer, a humbly thoughtful person, and a Red Sox fan, all of which I respect greatly. Like so many others, I will miss his presence here. But mostly, my heart breaks for Amanda and the rest of his family.

  1930. I was also mostly unaware of Major Olmsted (G’Kar) until tonight — I wanted to post something eloquent in response…
    but
    DAW @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM already said most of it for me
    and
    Hahahahahahahahah @ January 05, 2008 at 02:31 AM already used the quote I had in mind
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on;
    Nor all your piety nor wit
    Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
    Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    I feel sick. Major Olmsted’s posthumous blog entry makes clear the wretched cost of war in a way not often seen written down. Everyone commenting here knows that, but for some reason people en mass often do not seem to. It needs to be screamed at people everywhere whether they want to listen or not. But it should not have cost Major Olmsted’s life — it should not have to cost anyone’s life -– just to add a little volume to that chorus.

  1931. I was also mostly unaware of Major Olmsted (G’Kar) until tonight — I wanted to post something eloquent in response…
    but
    DAW @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM already said most of it for me
    and
    Hahahahahahahahah @ January 05, 2008 at 02:31 AM already used the quote I had in mind
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on;
    Nor all your piety nor wit
    Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
    Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    I feel sick. Major Olmsted’s posthumous blog entry makes clear the wretched cost of war in a way not often seen written down. Everyone commenting here knows that, but for some reason people en mass often do not seem to. It needs to be screamed at people everywhere whether they want to listen or not. But it should not have cost Major Olmsted’s life — it should not have to cost anyone’s life -– just to add a little volume to that chorus.

  1932. I was also mostly unaware of Major Olmsted (G’Kar) until tonight — I wanted to post something eloquent in response…
    but
    DAW @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM already said most of it for me
    and
    Hahahahahahahahah @ January 05, 2008 at 02:31 AM already used the quote I had in mind
    “The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on;
    Nor all your piety nor wit
    Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
    Nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”
    I feel sick. Major Olmsted’s posthumous blog entry makes clear the wretched cost of war in a way not often seen written down. Everyone commenting here knows that, but for some reason people en mass often do not seem to. It needs to be screamed at people everywhere whether they want to listen or not. But it should not have cost Major Olmsted’s life — it should not have to cost anyone’s life -– just to add a little volume to that chorus.

  1933. Godspeed, Major.
    And for your family and friends, my deepest condolences.
    What thou lovst well remains,
    The rest is dross
    What thou lovst well shall not be reft from thee
    What thou lovst well is thy true heritage
    -Pound, Cantos

  1934. Godspeed, Major.
    And for your family and friends, my deepest condolences.
    What thou lovst well remains,
    The rest is dross
    What thou lovst well shall not be reft from thee
    What thou lovst well is thy true heritage
    -Pound, Cantos

  1935. Godspeed, Major.
    And for your family and friends, my deepest condolences.
    What thou lovst well remains,
    The rest is dross
    What thou lovst well shall not be reft from thee
    What thou lovst well is thy true heritage
    -Pound, Cantos

  1939. Dear Andy,
    Thank you so much for touching so many people in so many different ways. Your humor, your emotion, your bravery, your love, your family. We all here are so sad to have lost a friend and a loved one. I thank you for protecting and serving our country. I think you have an idea of how much that meant to so many of us. If there is a after life someday soon we will all be there to hug and thank you for all your did and how your touched so many of us threw your words and actions.
    My thoughts now move to your family of whom I am sure their whole being is aching for your touch. Bless them and keep them comforted in knowing this world was better because you were a part of their lives. Thanks Andy, Your a damned World Hero to many of us. We will hold your words dear.
    Thanks Callie Ann

  1940. Dear Andy,
    Thank you so much for touching so many people in so many different ways. Your humor, your emotion, your bravery, your love, your family. We all here are so sad to have lost a friend and a loved one. I thank you for protecting and serving our country. I think you have an idea of how much that meant to so many of us. If there is a after life someday soon we will all be there to hug and thank you for all your did and how your touched so many of us threw your words and actions.
    My thoughts now move to your family of whom I am sure their whole being is aching for your touch. Bless them and keep them comforted in knowing this world was better because you were a part of their lives. Thanks Andy, Your a damned World Hero to many of us. We will hold your words dear.
    Thanks Callie Ann

  1941. Dear Andy,
    Thank you so much for touching so many people in so many different ways. Your humor, your emotion, your bravery, your love, your family. We all here are so sad to have lost a friend and a loved one. I thank you for protecting and serving our country. I think you have an idea of how much that meant to so many of us. If there is a after life someday soon we will all be there to hug and thank you for all your did and how your touched so many of us threw your words and actions.
    My thoughts now move to your family of whom I am sure their whole being is aching for your touch. Bless them and keep them comforted in knowing this world was better because you were a part of their lives. Thanks Andy, Your a damned World Hero to many of us. We will hold your words dear.
    Thanks Callie Ann

  1945. I apologize for not getting my references correct — they should have been
    Nortius Maximus @ January 05, 2008 at 02:32 AM
    and
    Tia @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM

  1946. I apologize for not getting my references correct — they should have been
    Nortius Maximus @ January 05, 2008 at 02:32 AM
    and
    Tia @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM

  1947. I apologize for not getting my references correct — they should have been
    Nortius Maximus @ January 05, 2008 at 02:32 AM
    and
    Tia @ January 04, 2008 at 02:18 PM

  1948. To Andrew, Gods Speed brother!
    To his family,
    There are no words to express your loss right now. Nor will it be easy later. We will continue this mission and let sound of Freedom be heard around the world.
    Semper Fi,
    LtCol Bell
    USMC

  1949. To Andrew, Gods Speed brother!
    To his family,
    There are no words to express your loss right now. Nor will it be easy later. We will continue this mission and let sound of Freedom be heard around the world.
    Semper Fi,
    LtCol Bell
    USMC

  1950. To Andrew, Gods Speed brother!
    To his family,
    There are no words to express your loss right now. Nor will it be easy later. We will continue this mission and let sound of Freedom be heard around the world.
    Semper Fi,
    LtCol Bell
    USMC

  1951. I’m still heartbroken. He lived his life the way he wanted to, you can’t go out any better than that.
    I hope he’ll forgive me for passing on the Coke for Gatorade (stupid flu) and if my choice of early 80s tunes is a little maudlin to start with.

  1952. I’m still heartbroken. He lived his life the way he wanted to, you can’t go out any better than that.
    I hope he’ll forgive me for passing on the Coke for Gatorade (stupid flu) and if my choice of early 80s tunes is a little maudlin to start with.

  1953. I’m still heartbroken. He lived his life the way he wanted to, you can’t go out any better than that.
    I hope he’ll forgive me for passing on the Coke for Gatorade (stupid flu) and if my choice of early 80s tunes is a little maudlin to start with.

  1954. There are just no words for what a terrible loss this is.
    For once, I don’t need to curse my lingering decline in word-wrangling; even back when I always knew how to say what was in my heart, this would have stopped me cold. What a terrible, terrible loss.

  1955. There are just no words for what a terrible loss this is.
    For once, I don’t need to curse my lingering decline in word-wrangling; even back when I always knew how to say what was in my heart, this would have stopped me cold. What a terrible, terrible loss.

  1956. There are just no words for what a terrible loss this is.
    For once, I don’t need to curse my lingering decline in word-wrangling; even back when I always knew how to say what was in my heart, this would have stopped me cold. What a terrible, terrible loss.

  1960. I grew up in the 60’s and saw many of my classmates die in Vietnam. And I prayed for an end to war, and peace for the next generations.
    I became a nurse and devoted my life to saving lives, realizing how precious life is. I married in the 70’s and prayed for no more violence and peace for the next generation, my daughter and her friends.
    In 1991, I was helpless as I watched my friends, fellow nurses, fireman, and policeman perish in my home state, NY. And I prayed that there would be no more terror attacks, no more wars, and the next generations would grow old and die peacefully in their beds.
    But my prayers went unanswered. I just spent Xmas in Mass. with my daughter and her husband, Eric Olmsted. They called Amanda, who was staying with Nancy and Wesley Olmsted, on Christmas Day. As I’m sure so many other families did who have loved ones in the military. And they spoke of how wonderful it was that Major Andrew Olmsted was coming home soon, confident that he had made a difference in this war, and he truly was a hero.
    He is a hero, and he is coming home, but only to be buried like so many others before him. And the loss is Immeasurable. Not only to his family and friends but to so many people whose lives he has touched.
    I have been reading these messages for hours, and even total strangers cannot hold back the tears. He touched so many lives, and made such a difference, but it cost him his own precious life.
    And yet, I still feel compelled to pray for an end to this violence and a peaceful existence for our children and their children. Without hope and faith, there is nothing else.
    I am heartboken for Andy’s family and friends. Parent’s shouldn’t have to bury their children. Amanda lost her wonderful husband. My daughter’s husband, Eric and his sister Catherine lost their brother.So many lives have been torn apart by Andrew’s death. And we all need to continue to pray–until “all prayers are answered.”

  1961. I grew up in the 60’s and saw many of my classmates die in Vietnam. And I prayed for an end to war, and peace for the next generations.
    I became a nurse and devoted my life to saving lives, realizing how precious life is. I married in the 70’s and prayed for no more violence and peace for the next generation, my daughter and her friends.
    In 1991, I was helpless as I watched my friends, fellow nurses, fireman, and policeman perish in my home state, NY. And I prayed that there would be no more terror attacks, no more wars, and the next generations would grow old and die peacefully in their beds.
    But my prayers went unanswered. I just spent Xmas in Mass. with my daughter and her husband, Eric Olmsted. They called Amanda, who was staying with Nancy and Wesley Olmsted, on Christmas Day. As I’m sure so many other families did who have loved ones in the military. And they spoke of how wonderful it was that Major Andrew Olmsted was coming home soon, confident that he had made a difference in this war, and he truly was a hero.
    He is a hero, and he is coming home, but only to be buried like so many others before him. And the loss is Immeasurable. Not only to his family and friends but to so many people whose lives he has touched.
    I have been reading these messages for hours, and even total strangers cannot hold back the tears. He touched so many lives, and made such a difference, but it cost him his own precious life.
    And yet, I still feel compelled to pray for an end to this violence and a peaceful existence for our children and their children. Without hope and faith, there is nothing else.
    I am heartboken for Andy’s family and friends. Parent’s shouldn’t have to bury their children. Amanda lost her wonderful husband. My daughter’s husband, Eric and his sister Catherine lost their brother.So many lives have been torn apart by Andrew’s death. And we all need to continue to pray–until “all prayers are answered.”

  1962. I grew up in the 60’s and saw many of my classmates die in Vietnam. And I prayed for an end to war, and peace for the next generations.
    I became a nurse and devoted my life to saving lives, realizing how precious life is. I married in the 70’s and prayed for no more violence and peace for the next generation, my daughter and her friends.
    In 1991, I was helpless as I watched my friends, fellow nurses, fireman, and policeman perish in my home state, NY. And I prayed that there would be no more terror attacks, no more wars, and the next generations would grow old and die peacefully in their beds.
    But my prayers went unanswered. I just spent Xmas in Mass. with my daughter and her husband, Eric Olmsted. They called Amanda, who was staying with Nancy and Wesley Olmsted, on Christmas Day. As I’m sure so many other families did who have loved ones in the military. And they spoke of how wonderful it was that Major Andrew Olmsted was coming home soon, confident that he had made a difference in this war, and he truly was a hero.
    He is a hero, and he is coming home, but only to be buried like so many others before him. And the loss is Immeasurable. Not only to his family and friends but to so many people whose lives he has touched.
    I have been reading these messages for hours, and even total strangers cannot hold back the tears. He touched so many lives, and made such a difference, but it cost him his own precious life.
    And yet, I still feel compelled to pray for an end to this violence and a peaceful existence for our children and their children. Without hope and faith, there is nothing else.
    I am heartboken for Andy’s family and friends. Parent’s shouldn’t have to bury their children. Amanda lost her wonderful husband. My daughter’s husband, Eric and his sister Catherine lost their brother.So many lives have been torn apart by Andrew’s death. And we all need to continue to pray–until “all prayers are answered.”

  1963. Another decent and reasonable voice lost, and there are too few of those around from the outset/to begin with (what’s the proper term?)

  1964. Another decent and reasonable voice lost, and there are too few of those around from the outset/to begin with (what’s the proper term?)

  1965. Another decent and reasonable voice lost, and there are too few of those around from the outset/to begin with (what’s the proper term?)

  1966. It would be nice to have some scrambled eggs with jalapeño pepper slices sprinkled on top. Some beans on the side and two soft and warm flour tortillas would make it even better.

  1967. It would be nice to have some scrambled eggs with jalapeño pepper slices sprinkled on top. Some beans on the side and two soft and warm flour tortillas would make it even better.

  1968. It would be nice to have some scrambled eggs with jalapeño pepper slices sprinkled on top. Some beans on the side and two soft and warm flour tortillas would make it even better.

  1975. “War has a price. A price so high that all men must bear it. This price is not paid with dollars and cents but with our very souls.”
    We very often have the luxury of dispassion when viewing things such as war. We can hide behind partisan rhetoric and arguments until we have been hidden so long we need something to wrench us from our comfortable distance. This is sickening. Not just because the individual pain will be so great but because this is a symptom of a cancer that has been a plague on humanity for far too long.
    Every generation has a chance to improve upon the past. To rectify some of the mistakes that have been made. I hope that we all see what we must do. That regardless of your feelings on this particular war we can all agree that this must be stopped. That inflicting harm on each other for something, anything is a dangerous pursuit that will surely be our undoing.
    My warmest thoughts go to his family and friends. As they do to the loved ones of all those touched by the monster that is war.

  1976. “War has a price. A price so high that all men must bear it. This price is not paid with dollars and cents but with our very souls.”
    We very often have the luxury of dispassion when viewing things such as war. We can hide behind partisan rhetoric and arguments until we have been hidden so long we need something to wrench us from our comfortable distance. This is sickening. Not just because the individual pain will be so great but because this is a symptom of a cancer that has been a plague on humanity for far too long.
    Every generation has a chance to improve upon the past. To rectify some of the mistakes that have been made. I hope that we all see what we must do. That regardless of your feelings on this particular war we can all agree that this must be stopped. That inflicting harm on each other for something, anything is a dangerous pursuit that will surely be our undoing.
    My warmest thoughts go to his family and friends. As they do to the loved ones of all those touched by the monster that is war.

  1977. “War has a price. A price so high that all men must bear it. This price is not paid with dollars and cents but with our very souls.”
    We very often have the luxury of dispassion when viewing things such as war. We can hide behind partisan rhetoric and arguments until we have been hidden so long we need something to wrench us from our comfortable distance. This is sickening. Not just because the individual pain will be so great but because this is a symptom of a cancer that has been a plague on humanity for far too long.
    Every generation has a chance to improve upon the past. To rectify some of the mistakes that have been made. I hope that we all see what we must do. That regardless of your feelings on this particular war we can all agree that this must be stopped. That inflicting harm on each other for something, anything is a dangerous pursuit that will surely be our undoing.
    My warmest thoughts go to his family and friends. As they do to the loved ones of all those touched by the monster that is war.

  1978. I did not know Maj. Olmsted except as G’Kar on this blog, but I greatly appreciated his posts. In the spirit of quotation, I want to quote from Pericles’s funeral oration, spoken over the dead warriors of Athens 2400 years ago:

    Our public men have, besides politics, their private affairs to attend to, and our ordinary citizens, though occupied with the pursuits of industry, are still fair judges of public matters; for, unlike any other nation, regarding him who takes no part in these duties not as unambitious but as useless, we Athenians are able to judge at all events if we cannot originate, and, instead of looking on discussion as a stumbling-block in the way of action, we think it an indispensable preliminary to any wise action at all.
    . . .
    Indeed if I have dwelt at some length upon the character of our country, it has been to show that our stake in the struggle is not the same as theirs who have no such blessings to lose, and also that the panegyric of the men over whom I am now speaking might be by definite proofs established. That panegyric is now in a great measure complete; for the Athens that I have celebrated is only what the heroism of these and their like have made her, men whose fame, unlike that of most Hellenes, will be found to be only commensurate with their deserts.

    Major Olmsted served our country in the Army, but he also served it through his activities online, through participation in the civic engagement that Pericles thought made Athenian democracy worth dying for. Major Olmsted died in defense of the very ideal he kept alive here and on his other blogs. For that dual service, we are in his debt, and I thank him.

  1979. I did not know Maj. Olmsted except as G’Kar on this blog, but I greatly appreciated his posts. In the spirit of quotation, I want to quote from Pericles’s funeral oration, spoken over the dead warriors of Athens 2400 years ago:

    Our public men have, besides politics, their private affairs to attend to, and our ordinary citizens, though occupied with the pursuits of industry, are still fair judges of public matters; for, unlike any other nation, regarding him who takes no part in these duties not as unambitious but as useless, we Athenians are able to judge at all events if we cannot originate, and, instead of looking on discussion as a stumbling-block in the way of action, we think it an indispensable preliminary to any wise action at all.
    . . .
    Indeed if I have dwelt at some length upon the character of our country, it has been to show that our stake in the struggle is not the same as theirs who have no such blessings to lose, and also that the panegyric of the men over whom I am now speaking might be by definite proofs established. That panegyric is now in a great measure complete; for the Athens that I have celebrated is only what the heroism of these and their like have made her, men whose fame, unlike that of most Hellenes, will be found to be only commensurate with their deserts.

    Major Olmsted served our country in the Army, but he also served it through his activities online, through participation in the civic engagement that Pericles thought made Athenian democracy worth dying for. Major Olmsted died in defense of the very ideal he kept alive here and on his other blogs. For that dual service, we are in his debt, and I thank him.

  1980. I did not know Maj. Olmsted except as G’Kar on this blog, but I greatly appreciated his posts. In the spirit of quotation, I want to quote from Pericles’s funeral oration, spoken over the dead warriors of Athens 2400 years ago:

    Our public men have, besides politics, their private affairs to attend to, and our ordinary citizens, though occupied with the pursuits of industry, are still fair judges of public matters; for, unlike any other nation, regarding him who takes no part in these duties not as unambitious but as useless, we Athenians are able to judge at all events if we cannot originate, and, instead of looking on discussion as a stumbling-block in the way of action, we think it an indispensable preliminary to any wise action at all.
    . . .
    Indeed if I have dwelt at some length upon the character of our country, it has been to show that our stake in the struggle is not the same as theirs who have no such blessings to lose, and also that the panegyric of the men over whom I am now speaking might be by definite proofs established. That panegyric is now in a great measure complete; for the Athens that I have celebrated is only what the heroism of these and their like have made her, men whose fame, unlike that of most Hellenes, will be found to be only commensurate with their deserts.

    Major Olmsted served our country in the Army, but he also served it through his activities online, through participation in the civic engagement that Pericles thought made Athenian democracy worth dying for. Major Olmsted died in defense of the very ideal he kept alive here and on his other blogs. For that dual service, we are in his debt, and I thank him.

  1984. This man had a sense of humor, very few people have. It is a shame that he had to die for his country. He could have meant a lot more for the USA. please no medals for him, but take care of his family, government of the USA.
    All the best, and I will drink a coke with him.

  1985. This man had a sense of humor, very few people have. It is a shame that he had to die for his country. He could have meant a lot more for the USA. please no medals for him, but take care of his family, government of the USA.
    All the best, and I will drink a coke with him.

  1986. This man had a sense of humor, very few people have. It is a shame that he had to die for his country. He could have meant a lot more for the USA. please no medals for him, but take care of his family, government of the USA.
    All the best, and I will drink a coke with him.

  1987. Here from John Cole. I did not have the privilege to know Major Olmsted, but leaving aside politics would probably have found enough in common with him to enjoy a laugh, a drink, a conversation. Condolences to his loved ones; hilzoy and Gary, your loss is palpable from your words here, and I am truly sorry for the loss of your friend. And to the trolls and the people who can’t set down their agenda for one minute: show some goddamned respect.
    I’ve been meaning to crack open my B5 discs and start watching again from the beginning; perhaps now is an appropriate time, out of tribute to G’Kar.
    “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past.” -Citizen G’Kar

  1988. Here from John Cole. I did not have the privilege to know Major Olmsted, but leaving aside politics would probably have found enough in common with him to enjoy a laugh, a drink, a conversation. Condolences to his loved ones; hilzoy and Gary, your loss is palpable from your words here, and I am truly sorry for the loss of your friend. And to the trolls and the people who can’t set down their agenda for one minute: show some goddamned respect.
    I’ve been meaning to crack open my B5 discs and start watching again from the beginning; perhaps now is an appropriate time, out of tribute to G’Kar.
    “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past.” -Citizen G’Kar

  1989. Here from John Cole. I did not have the privilege to know Major Olmsted, but leaving aside politics would probably have found enough in common with him to enjoy a laugh, a drink, a conversation. Condolences to his loved ones; hilzoy and Gary, your loss is palpable from your words here, and I am truly sorry for the loss of your friend. And to the trolls and the people who can’t set down their agenda for one minute: show some goddamned respect.
    I’ve been meaning to crack open my B5 discs and start watching again from the beginning; perhaps now is an appropriate time, out of tribute to G’Kar.
    “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past.” -Citizen G’Kar

  1990. It’s a shame to lose a life. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] I’ll pray for his soul, and I encourage everyone else here to do so, too.

  1991. It’s a shame to lose a life. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] I’ll pray for his soul, and I encourage everyone else here to do so, too.

  1992. It’s a shame to lose a life. [Sentence deleted by The Management.] I’ll pray for his soul, and I encourage everyone else here to do so, too.

  1993. In a really horrible irony, the last comment I posted to this web log (in an answer to Charles Bird) mentioned that you do not understand casualty figures until you have experienced them, until you have had a connection with a person those figures so bloodlessly represent.
    I have had the privilege of knowing, reading, and working with both peacemakers and military people who have gone into the darkest and most dangerous of places. I don’t believe anybody comes home unchanged from these places, and far too many of us do not come home at all.
    Andrew’s posts revealed a straightforward human being of grace, intelligence, and decency. We live in a poorer world because of his loss.
    I threw on the Pretenders’ “Brass in Pocket”, to write this, which fits the early eighties music Andrew suggested, but which has a very personal connection for me with the notion of survival, because while I don’t understand what life after death might mean, I believe some essence of us does survive.
    Rest in peace. And from an old salt, this sailor’s toast (which I make for altogether too many people these days): “absent friends”. My deepest condolences to his family.

  1994. In a really horrible irony, the last comment I posted to this web log (in an answer to Charles Bird) mentioned that you do not understand casualty figures until you have experienced them, until you have had a connection with a person those figures so bloodlessly represent.
    I have had the privilege of knowing, reading, and working with both peacemakers and military people who have gone into the darkest and most dangerous of places. I don’t believe anybody comes home unchanged from these places, and far too many of us do not come home at all.
    Andrew’s posts revealed a straightforward human being of grace, intelligence, and decency. We live in a poorer world because of his loss.
    I threw on the Pretenders’ “Brass in Pocket”, to write this, which fits the early eighties music Andrew suggested, but which has a very personal connection for me with the notion of survival, because while I don’t understand what life after death might mean, I believe some essence of us does survive.
    Rest in peace. And from an old salt, this sailor’s toast (which I make for altogether too many people these days): “absent friends”. My deepest condolences to his family.

  1995. In a really horrible irony, the last comment I posted to this web log (in an answer to Charles Bird) mentioned that you do not understand casualty figures until you have experienced them, until you have had a connection with a person those figures so bloodlessly represent.
    I have had the privilege of knowing, reading, and working with both peacemakers and military people who have gone into the darkest and most dangerous of places. I don’t believe anybody comes home unchanged from these places, and far too many of us do not come home at all.
    Andrew’s posts revealed a straightforward human being of grace, intelligence, and decency. We live in a poorer world because of his loss.
    I threw on the Pretenders’ “Brass in Pocket”, to write this, which fits the early eighties music Andrew suggested, but which has a very personal connection for me with the notion of survival, because while I don’t understand what life after death might mean, I believe some essence of us does survive.
    Rest in peace. And from an old salt, this sailor’s toast (which I make for altogether too many people these days): “absent friends”. My deepest condolences to his family.

  1996. That was a good, worthwhile post. I didn’t know this fellow, maybe that’s why I’m not so broken up as others here but I do hope that I’m as eloquent upon my passing. May whatever God he acknowledged reward him in his afterlife.

  1997. That was a good, worthwhile post. I didn’t know this fellow, maybe that’s why I’m not so broken up as others here but I do hope that I’m as eloquent upon my passing. May whatever God he acknowledged reward him in his afterlife.

  1998. That was a good, worthwhile post. I didn’t know this fellow, maybe that’s why I’m not so broken up as others here but I do hope that I’m as eloquent upon my passing. May whatever God he acknowledged reward him in his afterlife.

  2002. Major Olmsted, thank you for the sacrifice you have made for the rest of us.
    You were a man of intelligence, wit, humour, grace, and many other things. And we all thank you for it. We need many more like you.
    And to Andrew’s friends and family, may Andrew’s eternal spirit bring you much joy and comfort, as he himself would.

  2003. Major Olmsted, thank you for the sacrifice you have made for the rest of us.
    You were a man of intelligence, wit, humour, grace, and many other things. And we all thank you for it. We need many more like you.
    And to Andrew’s friends and family, may Andrew’s eternal spirit bring you much joy and comfort, as he himself would.

  2004. Major Olmsted, thank you for the sacrifice you have made for the rest of us.
    You were a man of intelligence, wit, humour, grace, and many other things. And we all thank you for it. We need many more like you.
    And to Andrew’s friends and family, may Andrew’s eternal spirit bring you much joy and comfort, as he himself would.

  2005. Andrew, was a noble warrior. Following quote is from an ancient Vedic literature on the Eternal soul of a Noble Warrior.
    It is not born,
    it does not die;
    having been,
    it will never not be;
    unborn, enduring,
    constant, and primordial
    it is not killed
    when the body is killed.
    We will miss you, Andy.

  2006. Andrew, was a noble warrior. Following quote is from an ancient Vedic literature on the Eternal soul of a Noble Warrior.
    It is not born,
    it does not die;
    having been,
    it will never not be;
    unborn, enduring,
    constant, and primordial
    it is not killed
    when the body is killed.
    We will miss you, Andy.

  2007. Andrew, was a noble warrior. Following quote is from an ancient Vedic literature on the Eternal soul of a Noble Warrior.
    It is not born,
    it does not die;
    having been,
    it will never not be;
    unborn, enduring,
    constant, and primordial
    it is not killed
    when the body is killed.
    We will miss you, Andy.

  2020. Sir:
    I’m sorry that I never knew you, but I aspire to be how you were, and how this body of fellows remembers you.
    If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.
    Godspeed and farewell.
    v/r

  2021. Sir:
    I’m sorry that I never knew you, but I aspire to be how you were, and how this body of fellows remembers you.
    If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.
    Godspeed and farewell.
    v/r

  2022. Sir:
    I’m sorry that I never knew you, but I aspire to be how you were, and how this body of fellows remembers you.
    If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.
    Godspeed and farewell.
    v/r

  2023. Dear God, thank you very much for such wonderful, brave people who choose the best.
    Please give comfort and peace of midn to Andy’s family and friends.

  2024. Dear God, thank you very much for such wonderful, brave people who choose the best.
    Please give comfort and peace of midn to Andy’s family and friends.

  2025. Dear God, thank you very much for such wonderful, brave people who choose the best.
    Please give comfort and peace of midn to Andy’s family and friends.

  2029. It was a gift to read Andy’s letters about the war. It was a such a valuable perspective. My heartfelt condolences to his family. My tears pale beside their loss.

  2030. It was a gift to read Andy’s letters about the war. It was a such a valuable perspective. My heartfelt condolences to his family. My tears pale beside their loss.

  2031. It was a gift to read Andy’s letters about the war. It was a such a valuable perspective. My heartfelt condolences to his family. My tears pale beside their loss.

  2035. Parting words that any soldier – any human being – could be proud of.
    This part of Andy’s post bears repeating: “[W]hen we make the decision to fight, we make the decision to kill, and that means lives and families destroyed. Mine now falls into that category; the next time the question of war or peace comes up, if you knew me at least you can understand a bit more just what it is you’re deciding to do, and whether or not those costs are worth it.”

  2036. Parting words that any soldier – any human being – could be proud of.
    This part of Andy’s post bears repeating: “[W]hen we make the decision to fight, we make the decision to kill, and that means lives and families destroyed. Mine now falls into that category; the next time the question of war or peace comes up, if you knew me at least you can understand a bit more just what it is you’re deciding to do, and whether or not those costs are worth it.”

  2037. Parting words that any soldier – any human being – could be proud of.
    This part of Andy’s post bears repeating: “[W]hen we make the decision to fight, we make the decision to kill, and that means lives and families destroyed. Mine now falls into that category; the next time the question of war or peace comes up, if you knew me at least you can understand a bit more just what it is you’re deciding to do, and whether or not those costs are worth it.”

  2041. But on a larger scale, for those who knew me well enough to be saddened by my death, especially for those who haven’t known anyone else lost to this war, perhaps my death can serve as a small reminder of the costs of war. …
    I knew intellectually the costs of war Andrew, but damn you for making them sit so hard. I’ll miss you.
    Commando’s Prayer
    Give me, my God, what you still have;
    give me what no one asks for.
    I do not ask for wealth, nor success,
    nor even health.
    People ask you so often God, for all that,
    that you cannot have any left.
    Give me, my God, what you still have.
    Give me what people refuse to accept from you.
    I want insecurity and disquietude;
    I want turmoil and brawl.
    And if you should give them to me,
    my God, once and for all,
    let me be sure to have them always,
    for I will not always have the courage to ask for them.
    -Corporal Zirnheld
    Special Air Service
    1942

  2042. But on a larger scale, for those who knew me well enough to be saddened by my death, especially for those who haven’t known anyone else lost to this war, perhaps my death can serve as a small reminder of the costs of war. …
    I knew intellectually the costs of war Andrew, but damn you for making them sit so hard. I’ll miss you.
    Commando’s Prayer
    Give me, my God, what you still have;
    give me what no one asks for.
    I do not ask for wealth, nor success,
    nor even health.
    People ask you so often God, for all that,
    that you cannot have any left.
    Give me, my God, what you still have.
    Give me what people refuse to accept from you.
    I want insecurity and disquietude;
    I want turmoil and brawl.
    And if you should give them to me,
    my God, once and for all,
    let me be sure to have them always,
    for I will not always have the courage to ask for them.
    -Corporal Zirnheld
    Special Air Service
    1942

  2043. But on a larger scale, for those who knew me well enough to be saddened by my death, especially for those who haven’t known anyone else lost to this war, perhaps my death can serve as a small reminder of the costs of war. …
    I knew intellectually the costs of war Andrew, but damn you for making them sit so hard. I’ll miss you.
    Commando’s Prayer
    Give me, my God, what you still have;
    give me what no one asks for.
    I do not ask for wealth, nor success,
    nor even health.
    People ask you so often God, for all that,
    that you cannot have any left.
    Give me, my God, what you still have.
    Give me what people refuse to accept from you.
    I want insecurity and disquietude;
    I want turmoil and brawl.
    And if you should give them to me,
    my God, once and for all,
    let me be sure to have them always,
    for I will not always have the courage to ask for them.
    -Corporal Zirnheld
    Special Air Service
    1942

  2044. It is sad to see an AMERICAN SOLDIER so tragically and senselessly murdered while he was innocently doing his job IN IRAQ!

  2045. It is sad to see an AMERICAN SOLDIER so tragically and senselessly murdered while he was innocently doing his job IN IRAQ!

  2046. It is sad to see an AMERICAN SOLDIER so tragically and senselessly murdered while he was innocently doing his job IN IRAQ!

  2050. I came here after reading about Maj. Olmsted’s story on FARK. After reading his last blog, & the mixed bag of comments that followed, any composure I had went out the window, along with any pretense of machismo. ( Thankfully, I wasn’t in public, maybe I can keep my ” man card ” after all….. ) I’m keeping Andy’s final wish & not politicizing his death.
    It says something for a person when their story can emotionally move somebody who never met them. I wish I had.
    I intend to raise a toast in his honor & memory, & in memory of all the Andy Olmsted’s who make this world more liveable.
    God Bless.

  2051. I came here after reading about Maj. Olmsted’s story on FARK. After reading his last blog, & the mixed bag of comments that followed, any composure I had went out the window, along with any pretense of machismo. ( Thankfully, I wasn’t in public, maybe I can keep my ” man card ” after all….. ) I’m keeping Andy’s final wish & not politicizing his death.
    It says something for a person when their story can emotionally move somebody who never met them. I wish I had.
    I intend to raise a toast in his honor & memory, & in memory of all the Andy Olmsted’s who make this world more liveable.
    God Bless.

  2052. I came here after reading about Maj. Olmsted’s story on FARK. After reading his last blog, & the mixed bag of comments that followed, any composure I had went out the window, along with any pretense of machismo. ( Thankfully, I wasn’t in public, maybe I can keep my ” man card ” after all….. ) I’m keeping Andy’s final wish & not politicizing his death.
    It says something for a person when their story can emotionally move somebody who never met them. I wish I had.
    I intend to raise a toast in his honor & memory, & in memory of all the Andy Olmsted’s who make this world more liveable.
    God Bless.

  2056. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13). We your friends will miss you, go with God.

  2057. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13). We your friends will miss you, go with God.

  2058. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13). We your friends will miss you, go with God.

  2068. Once, i heard something like:
    “It’s easier a lot to overcome a loss of someone when you do not know him. It’s a hell lot harder to overcome it when you at least know his/her as well as his/her writing(s).”
    Now i know the very meaning of this. Although millions died every year caused by others, i mourn for Andy Olmsted the most.
    In this world, teared by selfish, greedy, and hatred, he has given me something to fight for. Not with guns, brute forces, or atrocities. But with faith, modesty, honor, compassion, and a wise and calm mind, like he has.
    Godspeed Mjr. Olmsted. You really are a great man amongst us.
    “God be between you and harm in all the empty places where you must walk.” – John Sheridan in Babylon 5
    For all his family, friends, this community, and all who know him, my condolences to you all.

  2069. Once, i heard something like:
    “It’s easier a lot to overcome a loss of someone when you do not know him. It’s a hell lot harder to overcome it when you at least know his/her as well as his/her writing(s).”
    Now i know the very meaning of this. Although millions died every year caused by others, i mourn for Andy Olmsted the most.
    In this world, teared by selfish, greedy, and hatred, he has given me something to fight for. Not with guns, brute forces, or atrocities. But with faith, modesty, honor, compassion, and a wise and calm mind, like he has.
    Godspeed Mjr. Olmsted. You really are a great man amongst us.
    “God be between you and harm in all the empty places where you must walk.” – John Sheridan in Babylon 5
    For all his family, friends, this community, and all who know him, my condolences to you all.

  2070. Once, i heard something like:
    “It’s easier a lot to overcome a loss of someone when you do not know him. It’s a hell lot harder to overcome it when you at least know his/her as well as his/her writing(s).”
    Now i know the very meaning of this. Although millions died every year caused by others, i mourn for Andy Olmsted the most.
    In this world, teared by selfish, greedy, and hatred, he has given me something to fight for. Not with guns, brute forces, or atrocities. But with faith, modesty, honor, compassion, and a wise and calm mind, like he has.
    Godspeed Mjr. Olmsted. You really are a great man amongst us.
    “God be between you and harm in all the empty places where you must walk.” – John Sheridan in Babylon 5
    For all his family, friends, this community, and all who know him, my condolences to you all.

  2071. I’d never heard of Andy Olmsted before this morning so i have no ‘real’ idea of the man he was. However, after reading his final post I believe he must’ve been a great human being. Its a tragedy that the world has lost his wisdom and humanity. Perhaps if more people had Andy’s ideas then we may be celebrating their lives rather than mourning their deaths.
    My sincere condolences to his family and all who knew him.

  2072. I’d never heard of Andy Olmsted before this morning so i have no ‘real’ idea of the man he was. However, after reading his final post I believe he must’ve been a great human being. Its a tragedy that the world has lost his wisdom and humanity. Perhaps if more people had Andy’s ideas then we may be celebrating their lives rather than mourning their deaths.
    My sincere condolences to his family and all who knew him.

  2073. I’d never heard of Andy Olmsted before this morning so i have no ‘real’ idea of the man he was. However, after reading his final post I believe he must’ve been a great human being. Its a tragedy that the world has lost his wisdom and humanity. Perhaps if more people had Andy’s ideas then we may be celebrating their lives rather than mourning their deaths.
    My sincere condolences to his family and all who knew him.

  2074. Godspeed Andrew. Richard Biggs, who played Stephen Franklin, is my cousin. I am sure he has welcomed you with open arms. No doubt with Adreas Katsulas, aka G’Kar, by his side and now by yours.

  2075. Godspeed Andrew. Richard Biggs, who played Stephen Franklin, is my cousin. I am sure he has welcomed you with open arms. No doubt with Adreas Katsulas, aka G’Kar, by his side and now by yours.

  2076. Godspeed Andrew. Richard Biggs, who played Stephen Franklin, is my cousin. I am sure he has welcomed you with open arms. No doubt with Adreas Katsulas, aka G’Kar, by his side and now by yours.

  2077. “Because each voice enriches us, and
    ennobles us, and each voice lost
    diminishes us. We are the voice of
    the universe. The soul of creation.
    The fire that will light the way to
    a better future. We are One.” –G’Kar, Babylon 5
    “As long as we speak his name,
    he will always be a part of us. He
    followed the path of his heart; how
    many of us can say that?” –Delenn, Babylon 5
    “A toast…to absent friends. In
    memory still bright.” — Sheridan, Babylon 5
    Sincer condolences to all who knew Major Olmsted. I didn’t but I cried reading his final blog entry and wish that I had.

  2078. “Because each voice enriches us, and
    ennobles us, and each voice lost
    diminishes us. We are the voice of
    the universe. The soul of creation.
    The fire that will light the way to
    a better future. We are One.” –G’Kar, Babylon 5
    “As long as we speak his name,
    he will always be a part of us. He
    followed the path of his heart; how
    many of us can say that?” –Delenn, Babylon 5
    “A toast…to absent friends. In
    memory still bright.” — Sheridan, Babylon 5
    Sincer condolences to all who knew Major Olmsted. I didn’t but I cried reading his final blog entry and wish that I had.

  2079. “Because each voice enriches us, and
    ennobles us, and each voice lost
    diminishes us. We are the voice of
    the universe. The soul of creation.
    The fire that will light the way to
    a better future. We are One.” –G’Kar, Babylon 5
    “As long as we speak his name,
    he will always be a part of us. He
    followed the path of his heart; how
    many of us can say that?” –Delenn, Babylon 5
    “A toast…to absent friends. In
    memory still bright.” — Sheridan, Babylon 5
    Sincer condolences to all who knew Major Olmsted. I didn’t but I cried reading his final blog entry and wish that I had.

  2080. How unspeakably sad this is. Some of his recent posts really caught my attention. They were obviously the thoughts of an independent man with a great intellect and sensitivity about life. I was quite impressed.
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]

  2081. How unspeakably sad this is. Some of his recent posts really caught my attention. They were obviously the thoughts of an independent man with a great intellect and sensitivity about life. I was quite impressed.
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]

  2082. How unspeakably sad this is. Some of his recent posts really caught my attention. They were obviously the thoughts of an independent man with a great intellect and sensitivity about life. I was quite impressed.
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]

  2086. my condolences to everyone, i buried my father on dec 20th 2007, here is a poem that was read at his funeral, maybe someone can read it at his ..
    The Dash
    I read of a man who stood to speak
    At the funeral of a friend
    He referred to the dates on her tombstone
    From the beginning…to the end
    He noted that first came her date of birth
    And spoke the following date with tears,
    But he said what mattered most of all
    was the dash between those years.
    For that dash represents all the time
    that she spent alive on earth….
    and now only those who loved her
    know what that little line is worth.
    For it matters not, how much we own:
    the cars…the house…the cash,
    what matters is how we live and love
    and how we spend our dash.
    So think about this long and hard…
    Are there things you’d to change?
    For you never know how much time is left,
    that can still be rearranged.
    If we could just slow down enough
    to consider what’s true and real,
    and always try to understand
    the way other people feel.
    And be less quick to anger,
    and show appreciation more
    and love the people in our lives
    like we’ve never loved before.
    If we treat each with respect,
    and more often wear a smile…
    remembering that this special dash
    might only last a little while.
    So, when your eulogy’s being read
    with your life’s actions to rehash…
    would you be proud of the things they say
    about how you spent your dash?

  2087. my condolences to everyone, i buried my father on dec 20th 2007, here is a poem that was read at his funeral, maybe someone can read it at his ..
    The Dash
    I read of a man who stood to speak
    At the funeral of a friend
    He referred to the dates on her tombstone
    From the beginning…to the end
    He noted that first came her date of birth
    And spoke the following date with tears,
    But he said what mattered most of all
    was the dash between those years.
    For that dash represents all the time
    that she spent alive on earth….
    and now only those who loved her
    know what that little line is worth.
    For it matters not, how much we own:
    the cars…the house…the cash,
    what matters is how we live and love
    and how we spend our dash.
    So think about this long and hard…
    Are there things you’d to change?
    For you never know how much time is left,
    that can still be rearranged.
    If we could just slow down enough
    to consider what’s true and real,
    and always try to understand
    the way other people feel.
    And be less quick to anger,
    and show appreciation more
    and love the people in our lives
    like we’ve never loved before.
    If we treat each with respect,
    and more often wear a smile…
    remembering that this special dash
    might only last a little while.
    So, when your eulogy’s being read
    with your life’s actions to rehash…
    would you be proud of the things they say
    about how you spent your dash?

  2088. my condolences to everyone, i buried my father on dec 20th 2007, here is a poem that was read at his funeral, maybe someone can read it at his ..
    The Dash
    I read of a man who stood to speak
    At the funeral of a friend
    He referred to the dates on her tombstone
    From the beginning…to the end
    He noted that first came her date of birth
    And spoke the following date with tears,
    But he said what mattered most of all
    was the dash between those years.
    For that dash represents all the time
    that she spent alive on earth….
    and now only those who loved her
    know what that little line is worth.
    For it matters not, how much we own:
    the cars…the house…the cash,
    what matters is how we live and love
    and how we spend our dash.
    So think about this long and hard…
    Are there things you’d to change?
    For you never know how much time is left,
    that can still be rearranged.
    If we could just slow down enough
    to consider what’s true and real,
    and always try to understand
    the way other people feel.
    And be less quick to anger,
    and show appreciation more
    and love the people in our lives
    like we’ve never loved before.
    If we treat each with respect,
    and more often wear a smile…
    remembering that this special dash
    might only last a little while.
    So, when your eulogy’s being read
    with your life’s actions to rehash…
    would you be proud of the things they say
    about how you spent your dash?

  2089. Rest In Peace Andy.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  2090. Rest In Peace Andy.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  2091. Rest In Peace Andy.
    My sincere condolences go out to his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss.

  2095. “Yep” said: “He was killed as an aggressive occupier of a foreign country”
    “Yep”, I hate to tell you this, but peace and freedom don’t come free. Someone has to stand up for them. Someone has to die for them. When he challenged the peace churches in 1984, Ron Sider said that if Christians truly want to follow the Christian way of peace, we have to follow all the way to the cross, to give our own lives. He said that peacemakers, no less than soldiers, must prepare to give our lives by the thousand. Certainly, trashing the memory of a brave and decent man won’t make peace.
    I thought of Andrew, and I remember Tom Fox, the Christian Peacemaker killed in Baghdad. Tom had a weblog called Waiting in the Light, and it ends just before his kidnapping. A weblog gives a sense of a presence, a personality, and vividly shows when that presence goes away, when the voice goes still.
    And that, in turn, reminds me of a quote from Richard Adams’s Watership Down: “my heart has joined the thousand, for my friend has stopped running today.”

  2096. “Yep” said: “He was killed as an aggressive occupier of a foreign country”
    “Yep”, I hate to tell you this, but peace and freedom don’t come free. Someone has to stand up for them. Someone has to die for them. When he challenged the peace churches in 1984, Ron Sider said that if Christians truly want to follow the Christian way of peace, we have to follow all the way to the cross, to give our own lives. He said that peacemakers, no less than soldiers, must prepare to give our lives by the thousand. Certainly, trashing the memory of a brave and decent man won’t make peace.
    I thought of Andrew, and I remember Tom Fox, the Christian Peacemaker killed in Baghdad. Tom had a weblog called Waiting in the Light, and it ends just before his kidnapping. A weblog gives a sense of a presence, a personality, and vividly shows when that presence goes away, when the voice goes still.
    And that, in turn, reminds me of a quote from Richard Adams’s Watership Down: “my heart has joined the thousand, for my friend has stopped running today.”

  2097. “Yep” said: “He was killed as an aggressive occupier of a foreign country”
    “Yep”, I hate to tell you this, but peace and freedom don’t come free. Someone has to stand up for them. Someone has to die for them. When he challenged the peace churches in 1984, Ron Sider said that if Christians truly want to follow the Christian way of peace, we have to follow all the way to the cross, to give our own lives. He said that peacemakers, no less than soldiers, must prepare to give our lives by the thousand. Certainly, trashing the memory of a brave and decent man won’t make peace.
    I thought of Andrew, and I remember Tom Fox, the Christian Peacemaker killed in Baghdad. Tom had a weblog called Waiting in the Light, and it ends just before his kidnapping. A weblog gives a sense of a presence, a personality, and vividly shows when that presence goes away, when the voice goes still.
    And that, in turn, reminds me of a quote from Richard Adams’s Watership Down: “my heart has joined the thousand, for my friend has stopped running today.”

  2098. Even though I know he won’t be able to read it, I’d just like to say a heart-felt thank-you to Andy for his patriotism, his service, and his thoughts. My thoughts and prayers are with his wife.

  2099. Even though I know he won’t be able to read it, I’d just like to say a heart-felt thank-you to Andy for his patriotism, his service, and his thoughts. My thoughts and prayers are with his wife.

  2100. Even though I know he won’t be able to read it, I’d just like to say a heart-felt thank-you to Andy for his patriotism, his service, and his thoughts. My thoughts and prayers are with his wife.

  2104. I have felt honored to read all your comments. Thanks to all of you who are respecting Andy’s wishes to be remembered as a human being and not a symbol for either political side. He would never have recognized the hero within himself, after all he was just doing his job. Thank you for letting us all and particularly Amanda, Uncle Wes, Aunt Nancy, Kathy and Eric know he made a difference and touched so many people’s lives. As a widow of just two years, having lost my husband suddenly at age 49, I know what these messages can mean to the family. Andy was my cousin and I will always remember our family reunions, his smile, and his love for Amanda. Thank you Hilzoy for posting and editing when necessary. God Bless you All!!!
    Lisa

  2105. I have felt honored to read all your comments. Thanks to all of you who are respecting Andy’s wishes to be remembered as a human being and not a symbol for either political side. He would never have recognized the hero within himself, after all he was just doing his job. Thank you for letting us all and particularly Amanda, Uncle Wes, Aunt Nancy, Kathy and Eric know he made a difference and touched so many people’s lives. As a widow of just two years, having lost my husband suddenly at age 49, I know what these messages can mean to the family. Andy was my cousin and I will always remember our family reunions, his smile, and his love for Amanda. Thank you Hilzoy for posting and editing when necessary. God Bless you All!!!
    Lisa

  2106. I have felt honored to read all your comments. Thanks to all of you who are respecting Andy’s wishes to be remembered as a human being and not a symbol for either political side. He would never have recognized the hero within himself, after all he was just doing his job. Thank you for letting us all and particularly Amanda, Uncle Wes, Aunt Nancy, Kathy and Eric know he made a difference and touched so many people’s lives. As a widow of just two years, having lost my husband suddenly at age 49, I know what these messages can mean to the family. Andy was my cousin and I will always remember our family reunions, his smile, and his love for Amanda. Thank you Hilzoy for posting and editing when necessary. God Bless you All!!!
    Lisa

  2110. We are the less for his passing while better for having known him.
    GOD bless his family and know that you are in our prayers.
    Fair winds and following seas brother!

  2111. We are the less for his passing while better for having known him.
    GOD bless his family and know that you are in our prayers.
    Fair winds and following seas brother!

  2112. We are the less for his passing while better for having known him.
    GOD bless his family and know that you are in our prayers.
    Fair winds and following seas brother!

  2113. Both my parents lost a brother in WWII. One over England with the Royal Air Force the other over Germany with the Canadian Air Force. I wish they had been able to leave us a note like this. I hope they all can download Babylon 5 where they have gone

  2114. Both my parents lost a brother in WWII. One over England with the Royal Air Force the other over Germany with the Canadian Air Force. I wish they had been able to leave us a note like this. I hope they all can download Babylon 5 where they have gone

  2115. Both my parents lost a brother in WWII. One over England with the Royal Air Force the other over Germany with the Canadian Air Force. I wish they had been able to leave us a note like this. I hope they all can download Babylon 5 where they have gone

  2116. Longtime reader, infrequent poster. I just wanted to say this is a huge loss for the blogosphere. I’ve really appreciated Obsidian Wings as a site in which people could discuss political differences (mostly) respectfully. G’Kar’s posts gave me a window into a world we don’t see too often, a humane and intelligent soldier willing to share his perspective. He will be greatly missed.

  2117. Longtime reader, infrequent poster. I just wanted to say this is a huge loss for the blogosphere. I’ve really appreciated Obsidian Wings as a site in which people could discuss political differences (mostly) respectfully. G’Kar’s posts gave me a window into a world we don’t see too often, a humane and intelligent soldier willing to share his perspective. He will be greatly missed.

  2118. Longtime reader, infrequent poster. I just wanted to say this is a huge loss for the blogosphere. I’ve really appreciated Obsidian Wings as a site in which people could discuss political differences (mostly) respectfully. G’Kar’s posts gave me a window into a world we don’t see too often, a humane and intelligent soldier willing to share his perspective. He will be greatly missed.

  2122. This is the first time that I’ve read his blog – spotted the story on digg. I grew up in Ireland, so violence is not unfamiliar. Whatever the rationale for conflict, the bottom line is always someone’s broken heart. I hope his family find peace in his courage.

  2123. This is the first time that I’ve read his blog – spotted the story on digg. I grew up in Ireland, so violence is not unfamiliar. Whatever the rationale for conflict, the bottom line is always someone’s broken heart. I hope his family find peace in his courage.

  2124. This is the first time that I’ve read his blog – spotted the story on digg. I grew up in Ireland, so violence is not unfamiliar. Whatever the rationale for conflict, the bottom line is always someone’s broken heart. I hope his family find peace in his courage.

  2125. My condolences to his wife and family.
    People like Andy tend to bring us all a little closer to ourselves.
    I am at a loss of words at the moment, but as Andy himself said on his post, remember him for the good that he was. Dwell not on the circumstances of his death, but on the peacefulness that he will now enjoy.

  2126. My condolences to his wife and family.
    People like Andy tend to bring us all a little closer to ourselves.
    I am at a loss of words at the moment, but as Andy himself said on his post, remember him for the good that he was. Dwell not on the circumstances of his death, but on the peacefulness that he will now enjoy.

  2127. My condolences to his wife and family.
    People like Andy tend to bring us all a little closer to ourselves.
    I am at a loss of words at the moment, but as Andy himself said on his post, remember him for the good that he was. Dwell not on the circumstances of his death, but on the peacefulness that he will now enjoy.

  2128. I did not know Andy and am only now becoming familiar with his writing. But I wanted to stop by and add my condolences and prayers for his wife and family to the many already here.
    I am so very sorry for the bottomless, limitless pain that Andy’s family must be finding nigh unbearable right now. I don’t know what else to say to them–I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. May they one day know some measure of peace.

  2129. I did not know Andy and am only now becoming familiar with his writing. But I wanted to stop by and add my condolences and prayers for his wife and family to the many already here.
    I am so very sorry for the bottomless, limitless pain that Andy’s family must be finding nigh unbearable right now. I don’t know what else to say to them–I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. May they one day know some measure of peace.

  2130. I did not know Andy and am only now becoming familiar with his writing. But I wanted to stop by and add my condolences and prayers for his wife and family to the many already here.
    I am so very sorry for the bottomless, limitless pain that Andy’s family must be finding nigh unbearable right now. I don’t know what else to say to them–I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. May they one day know some measure of peace.

  2137. What a classy individual you are, Andrew! Thank you for sharing your warmth and humor with us while you did your duty.

  2138. What a classy individual you are, Andrew! Thank you for sharing your warmth and humor with us while you did your duty.

  2139. What a classy individual you are, Andrew! Thank you for sharing your warmth and humor with us while you did your duty.

  2143. “If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.”
    Just for the record, while the first two observations are spot-on, I think Andrew would be surprised if he found out he were a father.
    I’d like to particularly thank Andy’s aunt, Joanne McCue, for her 5:58 a.m. comment. Eric/Enrak, I’m also thinking of you.
    I’d also suggest that people not respond to the sporadic trolls; their comments will be deleted soon, and response is what they want; just ignore them.

  2144. “If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.”
    Just for the record, while the first two observations are spot-on, I think Andrew would be surprised if he found out he were a father.
    I’d like to particularly thank Andy’s aunt, Joanne McCue, for her 5:58 a.m. comment. Eric/Enrak, I’m also thinking of you.
    I’d also suggest that people not respond to the sporadic trolls; their comments will be deleted soon, and response is what they want; just ignore them.

  2145. “If I can be half the soldier, husband, and father that you were, I would consider myself a rich man.”
    Just for the record, while the first two observations are spot-on, I think Andrew would be surprised if he found out he were a father.
    I’d like to particularly thank Andy’s aunt, Joanne McCue, for her 5:58 a.m. comment. Eric/Enrak, I’m also thinking of you.
    I’d also suggest that people not respond to the sporadic trolls; their comments will be deleted soon, and response is what they want; just ignore them.

  2150. I’ve been a sometime lurker and occasional poster here.
    From what little I knew of him, he was an intelligent, considerate man. My condolences to his family.
    “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old.
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them”.
    The Ode of the Returned Services League, Australia (originally from For the Fallen, Binyon).

  2152. I’ve been a sometime lurker and occasional poster here.
    From what little I knew of him, he was an intelligent, considerate man. My condolences to his family.
    “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old.
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them”.
    The Ode of the Returned Services League, Australia (originally from For the Fallen, Binyon).

  2154. I’ve been a sometime lurker and occasional poster here.
    From what little I knew of him, he was an intelligent, considerate man. My condolences to his family.
    “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old.
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them”.
    The Ode of the Returned Services League, Australia (originally from For the Fallen, Binyon).

  2155. Thank you for the ultimate sacrifice.
    I wish your friends and family my sincere condolences
    qui audet adipiscitur

  2156. Thank you for the ultimate sacrifice.
    I wish your friends and family my sincere condolences
    qui audet adipiscitur

  2157. Thank you for the ultimate sacrifice.
    I wish your friends and family my sincere condolences
    qui audet adipiscitur

  2158. “These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.” Thomas Paine
    May Andy Olmsted’s family and loved ones know that a grateful and proud nation feels their loss and shall never forget. Go with God brave soldier – your duty is done.
    JWB – USMC Veteran and fellow Blogger.

  2159. “These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.” Thomas Paine
    May Andy Olmsted’s family and loved ones know that a grateful and proud nation feels their loss and shall never forget. Go with God brave soldier – your duty is done.
    JWB – USMC Veteran and fellow Blogger.

  2160. “These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.” Thomas Paine
    May Andy Olmsted’s family and loved ones know that a grateful and proud nation feels their loss and shall never forget. Go with God brave soldier – your duty is done.
    JWB – USMC Veteran and fellow Blogger.

  2161. So deeply touched. I looked at this article for a quick read, and to pass time… and I ended up crying for 20 minutes. I’m 32 years old, and I have never felt so un-important as I do right now. So many people do things for us on a daily basis, but its those who give their lives to us that make this world a better place. I hate our government at this time, but I will always stand behind a soldier.
    Good luck to you Andrew… I hope there is an afterlife for your sake.
    Stay strong Amanda, you are obviously one special catch to have had Andrew… your life may forever be missing a part, but your heart will be whole again. Be very happy that you were given the opportunity to know Andrew.
    The only post of yours I read Andrew… and unfortunately… the last.
    Craig Patterson
    PC Insomniacs
    http://www.pcinsomniacs.com

  2162. So deeply touched. I looked at this article for a quick read, and to pass time… and I ended up crying for 20 minutes. I’m 32 years old, and I have never felt so un-important as I do right now. So many people do things for us on a daily basis, but its those who give their lives to us that make this world a better place. I hate our government at this time, but I will always stand behind a soldier.
    Good luck to you Andrew… I hope there is an afterlife for your sake.
    Stay strong Amanda, you are obviously one special catch to have had Andrew… your life may forever be missing a part, but your heart will be whole again. Be very happy that you were given the opportunity to know Andrew.
    The only post of yours I read Andrew… and unfortunately… the last.
    Craig Patterson
    PC Insomniacs
    http://www.pcinsomniacs.com

  2163. So deeply touched. I looked at this article for a quick read, and to pass time… and I ended up crying for 20 minutes. I’m 32 years old, and I have never felt so un-important as I do right now. So many people do things for us on a daily basis, but its those who give their lives to us that make this world a better place. I hate our government at this time, but I will always stand behind a soldier.
    Good luck to you Andrew… I hope there is an afterlife for your sake.
    Stay strong Amanda, you are obviously one special catch to have had Andrew… your life may forever be missing a part, but your heart will be whole again. Be very happy that you were given the opportunity to know Andrew.
    The only post of yours I read Andrew… and unfortunately… the last.
    Craig Patterson
    PC Insomniacs
    http://www.pcinsomniacs.com

  2164. I got news of this from Mashable (thanks Pete) in his Twitterstream and I was really moved, my sincerest condolences to the family.
    What struck me was his love for Babylon 5, I am also passionate sci-fi person. May I humbly subit the following:
    “What does the candle represent?”
    “Life.”
    “Whose life?”
    “All life, every life. We’re all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars, molecules that do not understand politics, policies and differences. In a billion years we, foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. Desperate acts of ego. We give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps. And pretend our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.”
    — Sheridan and Delenn in Babylon 5: “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”

  2165. I got news of this from Mashable (thanks Pete) in his Twitterstream and I was really moved, my sincerest condolences to the family.
    What struck me was his love for Babylon 5, I am also passionate sci-fi person. May I humbly subit the following:
    “What does the candle represent?”
    “Life.”
    “Whose life?”
    “All life, every life. We’re all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars, molecules that do not understand politics, policies and differences. In a billion years we, foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. Desperate acts of ego. We give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps. And pretend our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.”
    — Sheridan and Delenn in Babylon 5: “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”

  2166. I got news of this from Mashable (thanks Pete) in his Twitterstream and I was really moved, my sincerest condolences to the family.
    What struck me was his love for Babylon 5, I am also passionate sci-fi person. May I humbly subit the following:
    “What does the candle represent?”
    “Life.”
    “Whose life?”
    “All life, every life. We’re all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars, molecules that do not understand politics, policies and differences. In a billion years we, foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. Desperate acts of ego. We give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps. And pretend our light is better than everyone else’s. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.”
    — Sheridan and Delenn in Babylon 5: “And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder”

  2167. its significant that he didnt say ‘bye’ anywhere in his post. indicating that he hasnt gone away.. at least not entirely.. he is still around his love one’s heart and memory.

  2168. its significant that he didnt say ‘bye’ anywhere in his post. indicating that he hasnt gone away.. at least not entirely.. he is still around his love one’s heart and memory.

  2169. its significant that he didnt say ‘bye’ anywhere in his post. indicating that he hasnt gone away.. at least not entirely.. he is still around his love one’s heart and memory.

  2170. *** Posted by: Bruce Baugh | January 04, 2008 at 01:43 PM
    I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away. ***
    The guy asks people not to politicize his death, and you, one of the first posts, are politicizing it wuth “I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.”
    You simply must be retarded.
    Bye Andy. Thank you for providing the freedom for all of us – even the idiots who politicize your death as a “thrown away” life.

  2171. *** Posted by: Bruce Baugh | January 04, 2008 at 01:43 PM
    I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away. ***
    The guy asks people not to politicize his death, and you, one of the first posts, are politicizing it wuth “I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.”
    You simply must be retarded.
    Bye Andy. Thank you for providing the freedom for all of us – even the idiots who politicize your death as a “thrown away” life.

  2172. *** Posted by: Bruce Baugh | January 04, 2008 at 01:43 PM
    I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut.
    Oh, god, no.
    Sorry, G’kar/Andy: I’m crying for you, and I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away. ***
    The guy asks people not to politicize his death, and you, one of the first posts, are politicizing it wuth “I’m enraged at how your life was thrown away.”
    You simply must be retarded.
    Bye Andy. Thank you for providing the freedom for all of us – even the idiots who politicize your death as a “thrown away” life.

  2173. To Andy’s family and friends I offer my most deepest condolences. As an American citizen, I’d like to offer a thanks to Andy, albeit late, for serving our country. Many of my friends and family have served and I respect all our soldiers. I try to thank each one that I may meet on the street or otherwise for performing their patriotic duty. I know this doesn’t mean all that much with this great loss, but I do appreciate all the efforts this many I’ve never met has given. God Bless.

  2174. To Andy’s family and friends I offer my most deepest condolences. As an American citizen, I’d like to offer a thanks to Andy, albeit late, for serving our country. Many of my friends and family have served and I respect all our soldiers. I try to thank each one that I may meet on the street or otherwise for performing their patriotic duty. I know this doesn’t mean all that much with this great loss, but I do appreciate all the efforts this many I’ve never met has given. God Bless.

  2175. To Andy’s family and friends I offer my most deepest condolences. As an American citizen, I’d like to offer a thanks to Andy, albeit late, for serving our country. Many of my friends and family have served and I respect all our soldiers. I try to thank each one that I may meet on the street or otherwise for performing their patriotic duty. I know this doesn’t mean all that much with this great loss, but I do appreciate all the efforts this many I’ve never met has given. God Bless.

  2176. I’ve been struggling since I learned the news, late (deep into the night last night), to express what made Andrew such an excellent blogger. Mary put it best in comments at Jim Henley’s blog:
    …many bloggers I also respect, like you, felt so close to him, through rounds of conflict and reconciliation. I hope that his ability to be fully human and passionate, yet forgiving and openminded, comes to be recognized as part of his legacy.
    He was a truly decent and honorable man, and we’ll miss him forever.

  2177. I’ve been struggling since I learned the news, late (deep into the night last night), to express what made Andrew such an excellent blogger. Mary put it best in comments at Jim Henley’s blog:
    …many bloggers I also respect, like you, felt so close to him, through rounds of conflict and reconciliation. I hope that his ability to be fully human and passionate, yet forgiving and openminded, comes to be recognized as part of his legacy.
    He was a truly decent and honorable man, and we’ll miss him forever.

  2178. I’ve been struggling since I learned the news, late (deep into the night last night), to express what made Andrew such an excellent blogger. Mary put it best in comments at Jim Henley’s blog:
    …many bloggers I also respect, like you, felt so close to him, through rounds of conflict and reconciliation. I hope that his ability to be fully human and passionate, yet forgiving and openminded, comes to be recognized as part of his legacy.
    He was a truly decent and honorable man, and we’ll miss him forever.

  2179. I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you. Please allow me to return to offer my condolences. He was evidently a better man than I am.

  2180. I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you. Please allow me to return to offer my condolences. He was evidently a better man than I am.

  2181. I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you. Please allow me to return to offer my condolences. He was evidently a better man than I am.

  2182. More news items:

    Associated Press – January 5, 2008 12:44 AM ET
    FORT RILEY, Kan. (AP) – The Defense Department says two Fort Riley soldiers were killed in Iraq when their unit was attacked by insurgents.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and Captain Thomas Casey were assigned to the 1st Infantry Division’s Military Transition Team as advisers to Iraqi forces.
    Casey was a graduate of the University of New Mexico and had left the Army three years ago after his first tour in Iraq. His family says he rejoined last spring and was deployed to Iraq in the summer.
    Olmsted was from Colorado Springs, Colorado, and wrote a blog about his experiences in Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News of Denver.
    News editor John Temple says Olmsted provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist.
    Copyright 2008 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.

    Variations here. Here’s one:

    Springs soldier killed by small-arms fire
    Comments 0 | Recommend 0
    ROCKY MOUNTAIN NEWS
    January 5, 2008 – 6:52AM
    Small-arms fire took the life of a Colorado Springs soldier in Iraq this week.
    Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 37, died Thursday in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit. Also killed was Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque.
    Olmsted deployed in July and served as a reservist with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Olmsted is survived by his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson of Colorado Springs.
    She was having trouble with the news on Friday. She said her mother, who flew in Friday to help, was “trying to be brave.”
    Olmsted was born in Bangor, Maine, but grew up in Massachusetts, where he signed up for the Massachusetts National Guard in 1988.
    He enlisted in the Army in 1992 after graduating from Clark University in Worcester, Mass., with a degree in history and government.
    Stationed at Fort Carson from 1997 to 2002, Olmsted became a reservist in March 2002.

    Another, which quotes Andy’s last post:

    Colorado Wire
    * Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:10:01 GMT
    Major who wrote blog for Rocky killed in Iraq
    DENVER (AP) An Army major from Colorado who wrote a blog from Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News was killed during an attack by insurgents.
    The News reported the death of Maj. Andrew Olmsted Friday. A Defense Department release confirmed the death, saying Olmsted died Thursday with another soldier, Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque when rebels attacked with small arms near Sadiyah.
    Olmsted, who began writing for the News on May 21, asked a friend to post a final posting on his Web site if he died in Iraq. In it, Olmsted, who described himself as a libertarian, warns against making his death an argument for or against the war.
    “My life isn’t a chit to be used to bludgeon people to silence on either side…I have my own opinions about what we should do about Iraq, but since I’m not around to expound on them I’d prefer others not try and use me as some kind of moral capital to support a position I probably didn’t support,” read the final post on AndrewOlmsted.com.
    He also quoted Plato as saying “only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    Olmsted leaves behind his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson, of Colorado Springs.
    “The news is devastating,” News editor John Temple said. “The major was a brave man who obviously thrived on sharing his experiences and thoughts on his blog. He provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist. Our thoughts are with his wife, family and unit.”
    The Department of Defense said Olmsted and Casey were both assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division at Fort Riley, Kan. The Rocky reported that Olmsted was based at Colorado’s Fort Carson and had trained at Fort Riley.

  2183. More news items:

    Associated Press – January 5, 2008 12:44 AM ET
    FORT RILEY, Kan. (AP) – The Defense Department says two Fort Riley soldiers were killed in Iraq when their unit was attacked by insurgents.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and Captain Thomas Casey were assigned to the 1st Infantry Division’s Military Transition Team as advisers to Iraqi forces.
    Casey was a graduate of the University of New Mexico and had left the Army three years ago after his first tour in Iraq. His family says he rejoined last spring and was deployed to Iraq in the summer.
    Olmsted was from Colorado Springs, Colorado, and wrote a blog about his experiences in Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News of Denver.
    News editor John Temple says Olmsted provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist.
    Copyright 2008 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.

    Variations here. Here’s one:

    Springs soldier killed by small-arms fire
    Comments 0 | Recommend 0
    ROCKY MOUNTAIN NEWS
    January 5, 2008 – 6:52AM
    Small-arms fire took the life of a Colorado Springs soldier in Iraq this week.
    Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 37, died Thursday in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit. Also killed was Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque.
    Olmsted deployed in July and served as a reservist with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Olmsted is survived by his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson of Colorado Springs.
    She was having trouble with the news on Friday. She said her mother, who flew in Friday to help, was “trying to be brave.”
    Olmsted was born in Bangor, Maine, but grew up in Massachusetts, where he signed up for the Massachusetts National Guard in 1988.
    He enlisted in the Army in 1992 after graduating from Clark University in Worcester, Mass., with a degree in history and government.
    Stationed at Fort Carson from 1997 to 2002, Olmsted became a reservist in March 2002.

    Another, which quotes Andy’s last post:

    Colorado Wire
    * Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:10:01 GMT
    Major who wrote blog for Rocky killed in Iraq
    DENVER (AP) An Army major from Colorado who wrote a blog from Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News was killed during an attack by insurgents.
    The News reported the death of Maj. Andrew Olmsted Friday. A Defense Department release confirmed the death, saying Olmsted died Thursday with another soldier, Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque when rebels attacked with small arms near Sadiyah.
    Olmsted, who began writing for the News on May 21, asked a friend to post a final posting on his Web site if he died in Iraq. In it, Olmsted, who described himself as a libertarian, warns against making his death an argument for or against the war.
    “My life isn’t a chit to be used to bludgeon people to silence on either side…I have my own opinions about what we should do about Iraq, but since I’m not around to expound on them I’d prefer others not try and use me as some kind of moral capital to support a position I probably didn’t support,” read the final post on AndrewOlmsted.com.
    He also quoted Plato as saying “only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    Olmsted leaves behind his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson, of Colorado Springs.
    “The news is devastating,” News editor John Temple said. “The major was a brave man who obviously thrived on sharing his experiences and thoughts on his blog. He provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist. Our thoughts are with his wife, family and unit.”
    The Department of Defense said Olmsted and Casey were both assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division at Fort Riley, Kan. The Rocky reported that Olmsted was based at Colorado’s Fort Carson and had trained at Fort Riley.

  2184. More news items:

    Associated Press – January 5, 2008 12:44 AM ET
    FORT RILEY, Kan. (AP) – The Defense Department says two Fort Riley soldiers were killed in Iraq when their unit was attacked by insurgents.
    Major Andrew Olmsted and Captain Thomas Casey were assigned to the 1st Infantry Division’s Military Transition Team as advisers to Iraqi forces.
    Casey was a graduate of the University of New Mexico and had left the Army three years ago after his first tour in Iraq. His family says he rejoined last spring and was deployed to Iraq in the summer.
    Olmsted was from Colorado Springs, Colorado, and wrote a blog about his experiences in Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News of Denver.
    News editor John Temple says Olmsted provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist.
    Copyright 2008 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.

    Variations here. Here’s one:

    Springs soldier killed by small-arms fire
    Comments 0 | Recommend 0
    ROCKY MOUNTAIN NEWS
    January 5, 2008 – 6:52AM
    Small-arms fire took the life of a Colorado Springs soldier in Iraq this week.
    Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 37, died Thursday in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit. Also killed was Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque.
    Olmsted deployed in July and served as a reservist with the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Olmsted is survived by his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson of Colorado Springs.
    She was having trouble with the news on Friday. She said her mother, who flew in Friday to help, was “trying to be brave.”
    Olmsted was born in Bangor, Maine, but grew up in Massachusetts, where he signed up for the Massachusetts National Guard in 1988.
    He enlisted in the Army in 1992 after graduating from Clark University in Worcester, Mass., with a degree in history and government.
    Stationed at Fort Carson from 1997 to 2002, Olmsted became a reservist in March 2002.

    Another, which quotes Andy’s last post:

    Colorado Wire
    * Sat, 05 Jan 2008 05:10:01 GMT
    Major who wrote blog for Rocky killed in Iraq
    DENVER (AP) An Army major from Colorado who wrote a blog from Iraq for the Rocky Mountain News was killed during an attack by insurgents.
    The News reported the death of Maj. Andrew Olmsted Friday. A Defense Department release confirmed the death, saying Olmsted died Thursday with another soldier, Capt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque when rebels attacked with small arms near Sadiyah.
    Olmsted, who began writing for the News on May 21, asked a friend to post a final posting on his Web site if he died in Iraq. In it, Olmsted, who described himself as a libertarian, warns against making his death an argument for or against the war.
    “My life isn’t a chit to be used to bludgeon people to silence on either side…I have my own opinions about what we should do about Iraq, but since I’m not around to expound on them I’d prefer others not try and use me as some kind of moral capital to support a position I probably didn’t support,” read the final post on AndrewOlmsted.com.
    He also quoted Plato as saying “only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    Olmsted leaves behind his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson, of Colorado Springs.
    “The news is devastating,” News editor John Temple said. “The major was a brave man who obviously thrived on sharing his experiences and thoughts on his blog. He provided a perspective on Iraq that would have been impossible for a journalist. Our thoughts are with his wife, family and unit.”
    The Department of Defense said Olmsted and Casey were both assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division at Fort Riley, Kan. The Rocky reported that Olmsted was based at Colorado’s Fort Carson and had trained at Fort Riley.

  2185. I am a total stranger, but a brother in arms, and I sit here and mourn like he was a brother of the flesh. Thank you is not nearly enough for all you have done. May you find the peace you deserve.

  2186. I am a total stranger, but a brother in arms, and I sit here and mourn like he was a brother of the flesh. Thank you is not nearly enough for all you have done. May you find the peace you deserve.

  2187. I am a total stranger, but a brother in arms, and I sit here and mourn like he was a brother of the flesh. Thank you is not nearly enough for all you have done. May you find the peace you deserve.

  2188. “I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you.”
    Not to further debate that here and now, but that was an unnecessary decision, and I urge you to return. Annoying anyone isn’t any kind of reason for leaving: the place would be down to about three posters (none of them me) if everyone who ever annoyed anyone should leave.
    And Andy would want more diverse views around here.

  2189. “I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you.”
    Not to further debate that here and now, but that was an unnecessary decision, and I urge you to return. Annoying anyone isn’t any kind of reason for leaving: the place would be down to about three posters (none of them me) if everyone who ever annoyed anyone should leave.
    And Andy would want more diverse views around here.

  2190. “I had decided never to return here, since I had apparently annoyed some of you.”
    Not to further debate that here and now, but that was an unnecessary decision, and I urge you to return. Annoying anyone isn’t any kind of reason for leaving: the place would be down to about three posters (none of them me) if everyone who ever annoyed anyone should leave.
    And Andy would want more diverse views around here.

  2194. Won’t be able to see a B5 episode without thinking about this guy.
    The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.
    Tears, man, that’s all I got.
    Vaya con dios.

  2195. Won’t be able to see a B5 episode without thinking about this guy.
    The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.
    Tears, man, that’s all I got.
    Vaya con dios.

  2196. Won’t be able to see a B5 episode without thinking about this guy.
    The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it’s gone forever. And there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we
    can see anything at all.
    Tears, man, that’s all I got.
    Vaya con dios.

  2200. Thank you for your service Andrew Olmsted. I am going to link this blog on my own and let my friends know of your courageous life.
    “All great things are simple, and many can be expressed in single words: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
    -Sir Winston Churchill

  2201. Thank you for your service Andrew Olmsted. I am going to link this blog on my own and let my friends know of your courageous life.
    “All great things are simple, and many can be expressed in single words: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
    -Sir Winston Churchill

  2202. Thank you for your service Andrew Olmsted. I am going to link this blog on my own and let my friends know of your courageous life.
    “All great things are simple, and many can be expressed in single words: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
    -Sir Winston Churchill

  2203. We need more Andrews.
    A world class mind, considerate and honest.
    He wore his humanity very well.
    He may leave a space in some hearts; a space that is not empty.

  2204. We need more Andrews.
    A world class mind, considerate and honest.
    He wore his humanity very well.
    He may leave a space in some hearts; a space that is not empty.

  2205. We need more Andrews.
    A world class mind, considerate and honest.
    He wore his humanity very well.
    He may leave a space in some hearts; a space that is not empty.

  2206. I didnt know him till today.
    While reading i cried a lot.
    I am from germany, brought up in a post-war, very anti-militaristic household and am a strong beleiver in the ideals of non-violance. Also i have very strong feelings against authorities of all kind and especially of obeying any orders, hence my disgust with wars of all kind, my occasional anti-war activism and my discomfort with uniforms, guns…and….hate to admit it…soldiers…
    Still, while reading Andy´s words i repeatedly felt the urge to show my respect to this decent human being in a way i hope he would have appreciated…
    …raising my right hand, held flat, to the right eyebrow, slightly canted forward…
    …and i did so repeatedly…
    I salute you, Andy Olmsted, and everything you stood and fought for!
    Your death, and more importantly, your life, cannot possibly have been in vain, even judging by your words alone!
    Once again, I salute you, Andy Olmsted.

  2207. I didnt know him till today.
    While reading i cried a lot.
    I am from germany, brought up in a post-war, very anti-militaristic household and am a strong beleiver in the ideals of non-violance. Also i have very strong feelings against authorities of all kind and especially of obeying any orders, hence my disgust with wars of all kind, my occasional anti-war activism and my discomfort with uniforms, guns…and….hate to admit it…soldiers…
    Still, while reading Andy´s words i repeatedly felt the urge to show my respect to this decent human being in a way i hope he would have appreciated…
    …raising my right hand, held flat, to the right eyebrow, slightly canted forward…
    …and i did so repeatedly…
    I salute you, Andy Olmsted, and everything you stood and fought for!
    Your death, and more importantly, your life, cannot possibly have been in vain, even judging by your words alone!
    Once again, I salute you, Andy Olmsted.

  2208. I didnt know him till today.
    While reading i cried a lot.
    I am from germany, brought up in a post-war, very anti-militaristic household and am a strong beleiver in the ideals of non-violance. Also i have very strong feelings against authorities of all kind and especially of obeying any orders, hence my disgust with wars of all kind, my occasional anti-war activism and my discomfort with uniforms, guns…and….hate to admit it…soldiers…
    Still, while reading Andy´s words i repeatedly felt the urge to show my respect to this decent human being in a way i hope he would have appreciated…
    …raising my right hand, held flat, to the right eyebrow, slightly canted forward…
    …and i did so repeatedly…
    I salute you, Andy Olmsted, and everything you stood and fought for!
    Your death, and more importantly, your life, cannot possibly have been in vain, even judging by your words alone!
    Once again, I salute you, Andy Olmsted.

  2209. I never “met” Andy until it was too late to converse with him in real time.
    Will go back and read his blog postings, maybe do a posting of my own about him, and help contribute my small bit to his immortality.
    To his family and friends: I’m so very, very sorry.
    diane

  2210. I never “met” Andy until it was too late to converse with him in real time.
    Will go back and read his blog postings, maybe do a posting of my own about him, and help contribute my small bit to his immortality.
    To his family and friends: I’m so very, very sorry.
    diane

  2211. I never “met” Andy until it was too late to converse with him in real time.
    Will go back and read his blog postings, maybe do a posting of my own about him, and help contribute my small bit to his immortality.
    To his family and friends: I’m so very, very sorry.
    diane

  2221. wow…i wish i knew of this guy before this tragic event…he writes very well and has a nice sense of humor….ill miss yah even though i neva knew yah…At ease soldier.

  2222. wow…i wish i knew of this guy before this tragic event…he writes very well and has a nice sense of humor….ill miss yah even though i neva knew yah…At ease soldier.

  2223. wow…i wish i knew of this guy before this tragic event…he writes very well and has a nice sense of humor….ill miss yah even though i neva knew yah…At ease soldier.

  2239. I’m an occasional reader of OW, and lost a member of my family in Afghanistan. Some have written here that the war always seemed abstract and theoretical, but for me it’s always seemed that the war was real but that the blogosphere was abstract and theoretical. So many people write from their ego, and much of what you read incorrectly represents the people typing at the keyboard.
    Andy’s posts here, and on the Rocky Mountain were always special not so much because of his humor and insight, but because an unusual realness- a man honestly putting himself to words warts and all. This is such a terrible loss.
    For once these abstract dots on the screen are as real as the war is to me, and my sadness is not just for the loss of Andy, but for the collective loss that so many now feel. A distributed, aching multiplied thousands and thousands of times.
    Andy, thank you so much for your gift of yourself, not just to our country, but personally, to me through your writing.

  2240. I’m an occasional reader of OW, and lost a member of my family in Afghanistan. Some have written here that the war always seemed abstract and theoretical, but for me it’s always seemed that the war was real but that the blogosphere was abstract and theoretical. So many people write from their ego, and much of what you read incorrectly represents the people typing at the keyboard.
    Andy’s posts here, and on the Rocky Mountain were always special not so much because of his humor and insight, but because an unusual realness- a man honestly putting himself to words warts and all. This is such a terrible loss.
    For once these abstract dots on the screen are as real as the war is to me, and my sadness is not just for the loss of Andy, but for the collective loss that so many now feel. A distributed, aching multiplied thousands and thousands of times.
    Andy, thank you so much for your gift of yourself, not just to our country, but personally, to me through your writing.

  2241. I’m an occasional reader of OW, and lost a member of my family in Afghanistan. Some have written here that the war always seemed abstract and theoretical, but for me it’s always seemed that the war was real but that the blogosphere was abstract and theoretical. So many people write from their ego, and much of what you read incorrectly represents the people typing at the keyboard.
    Andy’s posts here, and on the Rocky Mountain were always special not so much because of his humor and insight, but because an unusual realness- a man honestly putting himself to words warts and all. This is such a terrible loss.
    For once these abstract dots on the screen are as real as the war is to me, and my sadness is not just for the loss of Andy, but for the collective loss that so many now feel. A distributed, aching multiplied thousands and thousands of times.
    Andy, thank you so much for your gift of yourself, not just to our country, but personally, to me through your writing.

  2242. I think it has all been said by others already. All the best for those who knew him, especially his family.

  2243. I think it has all been said by others already. All the best for those who knew him, especially his family.

  2244. I think it has all been said by others already. All the best for those who knew him, especially his family.

  2245. I only “met” Andy just now, and feel all the sadder as this post showed his humanity. I have been truly moved to tears by his post.
    Deeply felt condolences to his precious Amanda and family members. Trust that Andy will be watching over you.
    Another flame out here on earth…another star in heaven.
    Godspeed Andy…thank you for your service and peace be with you.

  2246. I only “met” Andy just now, and feel all the sadder as this post showed his humanity. I have been truly moved to tears by his post.
    Deeply felt condolences to his precious Amanda and family members. Trust that Andy will be watching over you.
    Another flame out here on earth…another star in heaven.
    Godspeed Andy…thank you for your service and peace be with you.

  2247. I only “met” Andy just now, and feel all the sadder as this post showed his humanity. I have been truly moved to tears by his post.
    Deeply felt condolences to his precious Amanda and family members. Trust that Andy will be watching over you.
    Another flame out here on earth…another star in heaven.
    Godspeed Andy…thank you for your service and peace be with you.

  2248. Thank you so much Hilzoy. I really cannot thank you enough.
    Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.

  2249. Thank you so much Hilzoy. I really cannot thank you enough.
    Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.

  2250. Thank you so much Hilzoy. I really cannot thank you enough.
    Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.

  2251. I find it sad that he wrote:
    “As a soldier, I have a duty to obey the orders of the President of the United States as long as they are Constitutional.”
    I just hope that he has found peace. Yes, we will all die sometime. Some of old age looking back at their life. He won’t be able to do so.
    Thanks for blogging your experiences.

  2252. I find it sad that he wrote:
    “As a soldier, I have a duty to obey the orders of the President of the United States as long as they are Constitutional.”
    I just hope that he has found peace. Yes, we will all die sometime. Some of old age looking back at their life. He won’t be able to do so.
    Thanks for blogging your experiences.

  2253. I find it sad that he wrote:
    “As a soldier, I have a duty to obey the orders of the President of the United States as long as they are Constitutional.”
    I just hope that he has found peace. Yes, we will all die sometime. Some of old age looking back at their life. He won’t be able to do so.
    Thanks for blogging your experiences.

  2260. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2261. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2262. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2263. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2264. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2265. My heart hurts, I pray for you and your family
    and thank you for your selfless service to our great Nation.

  2266. Didnt know of him untill today, but he comes across as a very intelligent man.
    My condolences to his family

  2267. Didnt know of him untill today, but he comes across as a very intelligent man.
    My condolences to his family

  2268. Didnt know of him untill today, but he comes across as a very intelligent man.
    My condolences to his family

  2272. This post is as much as I have ever known of you. Death is the freedom we all desire, although yours is untimely. I wish your family the best in moving on and thank you for your contributions on society. Although we may not agree on some issues the belief you had in what you spoke in this sense makes it true.
    I look forward to reading more of your work and you also made me look into Babylon 5 😛
    -Shadowmat

  2273. This post is as much as I have ever known of you. Death is the freedom we all desire, although yours is untimely. I wish your family the best in moving on and thank you for your contributions on society. Although we may not agree on some issues the belief you had in what you spoke in this sense makes it true.
    I look forward to reading more of your work and you also made me look into Babylon 5 😛
    -Shadowmat

  2274. This post is as much as I have ever known of you. Death is the freedom we all desire, although yours is untimely. I wish your family the best in moving on and thank you for your contributions on society. Although we may not agree on some issues the belief you had in what you spoke in this sense makes it true.
    I look forward to reading more of your work and you also made me look into Babylon 5 😛
    -Shadowmat

  2275. A Death in the Family: Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Joe Katzman: All soldiers have a Last Post. Fittingly, Maj. Andrew Olmsted’s will endure beyond the trumpet’s fading notes. He was a member of the Winds team, the Winds family, best known for his Iraq…

  2276. A Death in the Family: Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Joe Katzman: All soldiers have a Last Post. Fittingly, Maj. Andrew Olmsted’s will endure beyond the trumpet’s fading notes. He was a member of the Winds team, the Winds family, best known for his Iraq…

  2277. A Death in the Family: Andrew Olmsted Killed In Iraq

    Joe Katzman: All soldiers have a Last Post. Fittingly, Maj. Andrew Olmsted’s will endure beyond the trumpet’s fading notes. He was a member of the Winds team, the Winds family, best known for his Iraq…

  2278. I’m deeply sorry for the loss of such a beautifully kind blogger. 🙁 I mourn his death and wish him the best in afterlife if there is one as well. We will all miss you, and any political points aside in the world, there is one underlying message in this blog and that is there is human life underneath of all of it. Life is our foundation, and I find we worry about far many other things than life sometimes when it’s really, truly the most important thing. Your post made me sad and cry, and I hope that you know you were a very beautifully kind person and I wish your family the best in this world. I know what it’s like to have someone through those seperations, and I agree, it’s truly that kindess shown that you think about most in life. Your post has made me live stronger for what I believe in and love. Thank you for the many years of your blog, take care to all family members and remember the good times with this kind person.
    Take care, best wishes, and good luck to all.

  2279. I’m deeply sorry for the loss of such a beautifully kind blogger. 🙁 I mourn his death and wish him the best in afterlife if there is one as well. We will all miss you, and any political points aside in the world, there is one underlying message in this blog and that is there is human life underneath of all of it. Life is our foundation, and I find we worry about far many other things than life sometimes when it’s really, truly the most important thing. Your post made me sad and cry, and I hope that you know you were a very beautifully kind person and I wish your family the best in this world. I know what it’s like to have someone through those seperations, and I agree, it’s truly that kindess shown that you think about most in life. Your post has made me live stronger for what I believe in and love. Thank you for the many years of your blog, take care to all family members and remember the good times with this kind person.
    Take care, best wishes, and good luck to all.

  2280. I’m deeply sorry for the loss of such a beautifully kind blogger. 🙁 I mourn his death and wish him the best in afterlife if there is one as well. We will all miss you, and any political points aside in the world, there is one underlying message in this blog and that is there is human life underneath of all of it. Life is our foundation, and I find we worry about far many other things than life sometimes when it’s really, truly the most important thing. Your post made me sad and cry, and I hope that you know you were a very beautifully kind person and I wish your family the best in this world. I know what it’s like to have someone through those seperations, and I agree, it’s truly that kindess shown that you think about most in life. Your post has made me live stronger for what I believe in and love. Thank you for the many years of your blog, take care to all family members and remember the good times with this kind person.
    Take care, best wishes, and good luck to all.

  2284. “Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.”
    Eric, it’s the least I can do. As it is I can’t bring myself to write the full post of links and thoughts at my own blog, as I’m just too upset.
    Please, if you’re ever in the Boulder/Denver area, let me know, and perhaps we might have a coffee together, or something.
    I’ve got this small box of 14 DVDS of movies I was about to send to Andy yesterday. If any of Andy’s unit, or anyone else, can offer me a name and address of someone in his unit I perhaps might send them onto, for the use of the unit, I’ll mail them out. Darned if I know what else to do with them.
    They’d have gone out last week, but it turned out my copy of Live Free Or Die Hard had a flaw that prevented the last scene from showing, so I had to get a copy back from Netflix, which arrived Thursday. I duped it up Thursday night, ready to finally go out yesterday….
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)

  2285. “Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.”
    Eric, it’s the least I can do. As it is I can’t bring myself to write the full post of links and thoughts at my own blog, as I’m just too upset.
    Please, if you’re ever in the Boulder/Denver area, let me know, and perhaps we might have a coffee together, or something.
    I’ve got this small box of 14 DVDS of movies I was about to send to Andy yesterday. If any of Andy’s unit, or anyone else, can offer me a name and address of someone in his unit I perhaps might send them onto, for the use of the unit, I’ll mail them out. Darned if I know what else to do with them.
    They’d have gone out last week, but it turned out my copy of Live Free Or Die Hard had a flaw that prevented the last scene from showing, so I had to get a copy back from Netflix, which arrived Thursday. I duped it up Thursday night, ready to finally go out yesterday….
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)

  2286. “Gary – I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated your tenacity more.”
    Eric, it’s the least I can do. As it is I can’t bring myself to write the full post of links and thoughts at my own blog, as I’m just too upset.
    Please, if you’re ever in the Boulder/Denver area, let me know, and perhaps we might have a coffee together, or something.
    I’ve got this small box of 14 DVDS of movies I was about to send to Andy yesterday. If any of Andy’s unit, or anyone else, can offer me a name and address of someone in his unit I perhaps might send them onto, for the use of the unit, I’ll mail them out. Darned if I know what else to do with them.
    They’d have gone out last week, but it turned out my copy of Live Free Or Die Hard had a flaw that prevented the last scene from showing, so I had to get a copy back from Netflix, which arrived Thursday. I duped it up Thursday night, ready to finally go out yesterday….
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)

  2290. My congratulations to Andy’s parents. While he has passed on, you should (and no doubt do) take huge pride in having brought such a son to the world. Brave, tremendously smart, articulate, loving and tough. Virtue has gone out of popular fashion, but some men just can’t resist. Your son is an example to all of us. I can only hope my own children will share a few of Andy’s virtues.
    At the same time, I want to pass my condolences on to Andy’s parents and family. I know there is no way I can offer you freedom from your terrible pain. I give you my respect, my heartfelt sadness and I hope your grieving will be done soon.

  2291. My congratulations to Andy’s parents. While he has passed on, you should (and no doubt do) take huge pride in having brought such a son to the world. Brave, tremendously smart, articulate, loving and tough. Virtue has gone out of popular fashion, but some men just can’t resist. Your son is an example to all of us. I can only hope my own children will share a few of Andy’s virtues.
    At the same time, I want to pass my condolences on to Andy’s parents and family. I know there is no way I can offer you freedom from your terrible pain. I give you my respect, my heartfelt sadness and I hope your grieving will be done soon.

  2292. My congratulations to Andy’s parents. While he has passed on, you should (and no doubt do) take huge pride in having brought such a son to the world. Brave, tremendously smart, articulate, loving and tough. Virtue has gone out of popular fashion, but some men just can’t resist. Your son is an example to all of us. I can only hope my own children will share a few of Andy’s virtues.
    At the same time, I want to pass my condolences on to Andy’s parents and family. I know there is no way I can offer you freedom from your terrible pain. I give you my respect, my heartfelt sadness and I hope your grieving will be done soon.

  2293. Death of a Milblogger

    Army Major Andrew Olmstead, a veteran blogger, was a soldier his entire life, so when ordered to Iraq to teach members of the Iraqi Army, he went;  but not before entrusting a just in case post to a friend. …

  2294. Death of a Milblogger

    Army Major Andrew Olmstead, a veteran blogger, was a soldier his entire life, so when ordered to Iraq to teach members of the Iraqi Army, he went;  but not before entrusting a just in case post to a friend. …

  2295. Death of a Milblogger

    Army Major Andrew Olmstead, a veteran blogger, was a soldier his entire life, so when ordered to Iraq to teach members of the Iraqi Army, he went;  but not before entrusting a just in case post to a friend. …

  2305. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2306. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2307. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2308. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2309. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2310. This is so damn sad. And this is just 1 of over 3,000 stories that follow the same pattern . [Sentence deleted by The Management.]

  2311. Maj. Olmsted’s words have left such a profound impression on me although, until this morning, I had never heard of him. I appreciate his thoughtfulness, insight, service and also his family and friends for shaping such a remarkable man.

  2312. Maj. Olmsted’s words have left such a profound impression on me although, until this morning, I had never heard of him. I appreciate his thoughtfulness, insight, service and also his family and friends for shaping such a remarkable man.

  2313. Maj. Olmsted’s words have left such a profound impression on me although, until this morning, I had never heard of him. I appreciate his thoughtfulness, insight, service and also his family and friends for shaping such a remarkable man.

  2314. As a veteran of this war I rise, stand at attention, and slowly raise my right hand to salute another fallen hero. I opened my Rocky Mountain News this morning to see the cover with Andy’s picture. Like many that have posted here I didn’t know him or know of this blog until today, but have been moved by his life and thoughts here. Thanks hilzoy for communicating his final thoughts…that’s not an easy task.

  2315. As a veteran of this war I rise, stand at attention, and slowly raise my right hand to salute another fallen hero. I opened my Rocky Mountain News this morning to see the cover with Andy’s picture. Like many that have posted here I didn’t know him or know of this blog until today, but have been moved by his life and thoughts here. Thanks hilzoy for communicating his final thoughts…that’s not an easy task.

  2316. As a veteran of this war I rise, stand at attention, and slowly raise my right hand to salute another fallen hero. I opened my Rocky Mountain News this morning to see the cover with Andy’s picture. Like many that have posted here I didn’t know him or know of this blog until today, but have been moved by his life and thoughts here. Thanks hilzoy for communicating his final thoughts…that’s not an easy task.

  2317. Hilzoy- “I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.”
    I didn’t know him, and I’ve never been to this site before. I’m moved, not only by the caring behind his words posted here, but by the seemingly millions of responces to it on this and the other linked sites.
    He didn’t want to be a pawn in the political arena, but I strongly suggest that something should be pointed out here for all of the people that have gathered in his wake.
    You have to tell people how you feel about them while they’re still here, and it’s important to let them know when they’ve done something that postively impacted your life.
    Perhaps, the 2nd of January could be remembered here as some sort of a “Repay Olmsted Day?” Sort of a “you make a difference in my life, and I want you to know that, hoping it’ll make a difference in yours”.
    I don’t have any idea about the specifics on how to set it up, or what it should entail. Obviously, it’s not as though you can just pick a person and try to get everyone to write about them, but perhaps something simple, like a thread that invites posters to pick another poster that they enjoy reading, and maybe say a few words of encouragement?
    Posters could post as often as they wanted, and feed off each other as needed. In a blog-thread environment maybe it’d be nice to have a day where the claws are retracted, and the people you respect are duly noted.
    If you have nothing nice to say, then don’t participate, but being a avid poster on many sites myself, I know that sometimes it feels as though you post into a vacuum, and when no comments are made to your post (that you may have worked hard to write), you just assume that no one liked (or cared about) what you posted.
    When you DO get the ocassional positive response, it often feels faked because you sometimes have the impression that out of 1000 views, only one person bothered to say anything nice about it. That’s not the way it works, but sometimes it’s just how it feels.
    Or perhaps, rather than just a day for it.. maybe it’s how we should all strive to deal with our fellow posters from now on.
    I don’t know, and in the multitude of posts, this partially off-topic one will probably vanish, but I just wanted you all to know that I cried.. not just while reading his final message, but probably even more so to your follow-up posts.
    Just remember that this guy doesn’t sound like he’d want people hurting from all this for too long, but he’d LOVE to be memorialized in some useful way.
    Perhaps something along the lines of my suggestion may hold merit?
    “Repay Olmstead Day”.. I don’t know, at least consider it.. if not in HIS honor, than perhaps your own.
    Gary Farber, your posts were amongst the strongest here that I’ve read. You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort. Grieving isn’t JUST about the selfishness though.. it’s about the pain that you know the ones who loved him must feel. You’ve said nothing you shouldn’t have here, for it’s obvious that you love him too… in some back-pounding, definately mannish way, I’m sure, 🙂 but it’s readily apparent.
    To the family and troop? I hope that the many people here wishing to lend you support are able to find a way to do so, and hope you’ll do your best to remember him at HIS best. For his sake, and yours.
    Peace all,
    -Mike

  2318. Hilzoy- “I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.”
    I didn’t know him, and I’ve never been to this site before. I’m moved, not only by the caring behind his words posted here, but by the seemingly millions of responces to it on this and the other linked sites.
    He didn’t want to be a pawn in the political arena, but I strongly suggest that something should be pointed out here for all of the people that have gathered in his wake.
    You have to tell people how you feel about them while they’re still here, and it’s important to let them know when they’ve done something that postively impacted your life.
    Perhaps, the 2nd of January could be remembered here as some sort of a “Repay Olmsted Day?” Sort of a “you make a difference in my life, and I want you to know that, hoping it’ll make a difference in yours”.
    I don’t have any idea about the specifics on how to set it up, or what it should entail. Obviously, it’s not as though you can just pick a person and try to get everyone to write about them, but perhaps something simple, like a thread that invites posters to pick another poster that they enjoy reading, and maybe say a few words of encouragement?
    Posters could post as often as they wanted, and feed off each other as needed. In a blog-thread environment maybe it’d be nice to have a day where the claws are retracted, and the people you respect are duly noted.
    If you have nothing nice to say, then don’t participate, but being a avid poster on many sites myself, I know that sometimes it feels as though you post into a vacuum, and when no comments are made to your post (that you may have worked hard to write), you just assume that no one liked (or cared about) what you posted.
    When you DO get the ocassional positive response, it often feels faked because you sometimes have the impression that out of 1000 views, only one person bothered to say anything nice about it. That’s not the way it works, but sometimes it’s just how it feels.
    Or perhaps, rather than just a day for it.. maybe it’s how we should all strive to deal with our fellow posters from now on.
    I don’t know, and in the multitude of posts, this partially off-topic one will probably vanish, but I just wanted you all to know that I cried.. not just while reading his final message, but probably even more so to your follow-up posts.
    Just remember that this guy doesn’t sound like he’d want people hurting from all this for too long, but he’d LOVE to be memorialized in some useful way.
    Perhaps something along the lines of my suggestion may hold merit?
    “Repay Olmstead Day”.. I don’t know, at least consider it.. if not in HIS honor, than perhaps your own.
    Gary Farber, your posts were amongst the strongest here that I’ve read. You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort. Grieving isn’t JUST about the selfishness though.. it’s about the pain that you know the ones who loved him must feel. You’ve said nothing you shouldn’t have here, for it’s obvious that you love him too… in some back-pounding, definately mannish way, I’m sure, 🙂 but it’s readily apparent.
    To the family and troop? I hope that the many people here wishing to lend you support are able to find a way to do so, and hope you’ll do your best to remember him at HIS best. For his sake, and yours.
    Peace all,
    -Mike

  2319. Hilzoy- “I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.”
    I didn’t know him, and I’ve never been to this site before. I’m moved, not only by the caring behind his words posted here, but by the seemingly millions of responces to it on this and the other linked sites.
    He didn’t want to be a pawn in the political arena, but I strongly suggest that something should be pointed out here for all of the people that have gathered in his wake.
    You have to tell people how you feel about them while they’re still here, and it’s important to let them know when they’ve done something that postively impacted your life.
    Perhaps, the 2nd of January could be remembered here as some sort of a “Repay Olmsted Day?” Sort of a “you make a difference in my life, and I want you to know that, hoping it’ll make a difference in yours”.
    I don’t have any idea about the specifics on how to set it up, or what it should entail. Obviously, it’s not as though you can just pick a person and try to get everyone to write about them, but perhaps something simple, like a thread that invites posters to pick another poster that they enjoy reading, and maybe say a few words of encouragement?
    Posters could post as often as they wanted, and feed off each other as needed. In a blog-thread environment maybe it’d be nice to have a day where the claws are retracted, and the people you respect are duly noted.
    If you have nothing nice to say, then don’t participate, but being a avid poster on many sites myself, I know that sometimes it feels as though you post into a vacuum, and when no comments are made to your post (that you may have worked hard to write), you just assume that no one liked (or cared about) what you posted.
    When you DO get the ocassional positive response, it often feels faked because you sometimes have the impression that out of 1000 views, only one person bothered to say anything nice about it. That’s not the way it works, but sometimes it’s just how it feels.
    Or perhaps, rather than just a day for it.. maybe it’s how we should all strive to deal with our fellow posters from now on.
    I don’t know, and in the multitude of posts, this partially off-topic one will probably vanish, but I just wanted you all to know that I cried.. not just while reading his final message, but probably even more so to your follow-up posts.
    Just remember that this guy doesn’t sound like he’d want people hurting from all this for too long, but he’d LOVE to be memorialized in some useful way.
    Perhaps something along the lines of my suggestion may hold merit?
    “Repay Olmstead Day”.. I don’t know, at least consider it.. if not in HIS honor, than perhaps your own.
    Gary Farber, your posts were amongst the strongest here that I’ve read. You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort. Grieving isn’t JUST about the selfishness though.. it’s about the pain that you know the ones who loved him must feel. You’ve said nothing you shouldn’t have here, for it’s obvious that you love him too… in some back-pounding, definately mannish way, I’m sure, 🙂 but it’s readily apparent.
    To the family and troop? I hope that the many people here wishing to lend you support are able to find a way to do so, and hope you’ll do your best to remember him at HIS best. For his sake, and yours.
    Peace all,
    -Mike

  2320. “You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort.”
    Hilzoy is being quiet, but I know it’s hit her terribly, as well. Send good thoughts her way, please.

  2321. “You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort.”
    Hilzoy is being quiet, but I know it’s hit her terribly, as well. Send good thoughts her way, please.

  2322. “You’re definately going through it, and I wish you comfort.”
    Hilzoy is being quiet, but I know it’s hit her terribly, as well. Send good thoughts her way, please.

  2323. I wish I could say I’d at least started to get it right. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so. Not a superstar, but at least able to play in the big leagues.
    Instapundit, DKos, LGF, HuffPo, Fark, WoC, DU, Bitch Ph.D., Hot Air, digby, Free Republic, NPR, BlackFive, Redstate, Crooks and Liars, Ace of Spades, Balloon Juice, Tim Blair, Right Wing Nuthouse, Michael Totten, The Volokh Conspiracy, Confederate Yankee, Unfogged, Protein Wisdom… and those are just some of the most recognizable blogs/forums.
    .250 Andrew? I think not. Dozens of blogs and comments too many to count… Comments from around the world… Nothing in my memory has united so many people of such diverse opinions. If that’s not a superstar, the word has little meaning.

  2324. I wish I could say I’d at least started to get it right. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so. Not a superstar, but at least able to play in the big leagues.
    Instapundit, DKos, LGF, HuffPo, Fark, WoC, DU, Bitch Ph.D., Hot Air, digby, Free Republic, NPR, BlackFive, Redstate, Crooks and Liars, Ace of Spades, Balloon Juice, Tim Blair, Right Wing Nuthouse, Michael Totten, The Volokh Conspiracy, Confederate Yankee, Unfogged, Protein Wisdom… and those are just some of the most recognizable blogs/forums.
    .250 Andrew? I think not. Dozens of blogs and comments too many to count… Comments from around the world… Nothing in my memory has united so many people of such diverse opinions. If that’s not a superstar, the word has little meaning.

  2325. I wish I could say I’d at least started to get it right. Although, in my defense, I think I batted a solid .250 or so. Not a superstar, but at least able to play in the big leagues.
    Instapundit, DKos, LGF, HuffPo, Fark, WoC, DU, Bitch Ph.D., Hot Air, digby, Free Republic, NPR, BlackFive, Redstate, Crooks and Liars, Ace of Spades, Balloon Juice, Tim Blair, Right Wing Nuthouse, Michael Totten, The Volokh Conspiracy, Confederate Yankee, Unfogged, Protein Wisdom… and those are just some of the most recognizable blogs/forums.
    .250 Andrew? I think not. Dozens of blogs and comments too many to count… Comments from around the world… Nothing in my memory has united so many people of such diverse opinions. If that’s not a superstar, the word has little meaning.

  2326. If anything, this shows what type of person we are losing. What an absolutly beautiful post. I am at a loss and feel ripped off that I never will be able to meet Andy.
    My son leaves for Iraq in March, I served during Desert Storm 1/91 to 4/91 during my 13 years of service, so his words speak loudly to me.
    To his wife, my prayers are with you and your family. It is very apparent that you meant a great deal to him.
    “War is not sparing of the brave, but of the cowards”.

  2327. If anything, this shows what type of person we are losing. What an absolutly beautiful post. I am at a loss and feel ripped off that I never will be able to meet Andy.
    My son leaves for Iraq in March, I served during Desert Storm 1/91 to 4/91 during my 13 years of service, so his words speak loudly to me.
    To his wife, my prayers are with you and your family. It is very apparent that you meant a great deal to him.
    “War is not sparing of the brave, but of the cowards”.

  2328. If anything, this shows what type of person we are losing. What an absolutly beautiful post. I am at a loss and feel ripped off that I never will be able to meet Andy.
    My son leaves for Iraq in March, I served during Desert Storm 1/91 to 4/91 during my 13 years of service, so his words speak loudly to me.
    To his wife, my prayers are with you and your family. It is very apparent that you meant a great deal to him.
    “War is not sparing of the brave, but of the cowards”.

  2332. I am one of those who did not know this fine man until he was no longer with us — linked here from the Memeorandum site. I’ve taken some time to read many of his posts, and have discovered that Andy was a serious baseball fan, a proud member of the Red Sox Nation. I’ve never been in the military, never even picked up a gun, but I do share that with him. So I imagine him now at a ballgame somewhere high above — not just sitting in the stands watching, but right down there on the field, giving it his all, playing for keeps, playing to win, always with honour and dignity and courage.
    Andy, your game’s in extra innings now, my friend. My guess is that the Big Guy managing the team has already pinned the “C” on your chest. Wear it with pride — you earned it.

  2333. I am one of those who did not know this fine man until he was no longer with us — linked here from the Memeorandum site. I’ve taken some time to read many of his posts, and have discovered that Andy was a serious baseball fan, a proud member of the Red Sox Nation. I’ve never been in the military, never even picked up a gun, but I do share that with him. So I imagine him now at a ballgame somewhere high above — not just sitting in the stands watching, but right down there on the field, giving it his all, playing for keeps, playing to win, always with honour and dignity and courage.
    Andy, your game’s in extra innings now, my friend. My guess is that the Big Guy managing the team has already pinned the “C” on your chest. Wear it with pride — you earned it.

  2334. I am one of those who did not know this fine man until he was no longer with us — linked here from the Memeorandum site. I’ve taken some time to read many of his posts, and have discovered that Andy was a serious baseball fan, a proud member of the Red Sox Nation. I’ve never been in the military, never even picked up a gun, but I do share that with him. So I imagine him now at a ballgame somewhere high above — not just sitting in the stands watching, but right down there on the field, giving it his all, playing for keeps, playing to win, always with honour and dignity and courage.
    Andy, your game’s in extra innings now, my friend. My guess is that the Big Guy managing the team has already pinned the “C” on your chest. Wear it with pride — you earned it.

  2335. Very interesting blog this fellow has written and during his life he did however do what he thought was right and for the base of freedom.
    Now this may shock a few who do not understand the death peril. I am not going to use religious quotes, but I am using God’s word in scripture.
    Andy Olmsted is dead, yes, he is not in heaven, or hell, he is conscious of nothing at all. Ec. 9:5. He has paid the ultimate price with his life, not for man’s version of fighting for freedom, rather, he has paid his life for Jehovah God’s purpose. Jehovah has said that “the wages sin pays is death,” Ro. 6:23. “There is no man that does not sin,” 1 Ki. 8:46. Mr Olmsted has been aquitted of all things while alive on earth.
    Unknown to him and many people still alive today on earth, he has a chance to be resurrected back into life after the coming tribulation which will trigger the final battle over good and evil at Armageddon. That battle unkown again to many, especially professed Christians, is at our very doorstep today.
    We are at the threshold of human history when death was first inflicted upon mankind by our rebellious parents, Adam & Eve.
    We are living at a time where Jehovah God will correct all man’s affairs and initiate his righful purpose for creating the earth, universe and all living manner.
    Ones who have died before this great battle of Armageddon have paid the wages of sin, ones who die during this battle are under judgement for their descisions in life. On that day they will have no excuses as to why they followed man’s false religions, why they have put faith in man’s governments instead of God’s kingdom and most important, they will learn that evolution is a false distraction towards the truth of Jehovah’s exact purpose: to build a paradise on earth where people of all nations and tribes and tongues live together in unity as one human family.
    Andy Olmsted sir, unknown to you…you will have a chance to learn and live in such a beautiful future. You will not rest in death for very long!

  2336. Very interesting blog this fellow has written and during his life he did however do what he thought was right and for the base of freedom.
    Now this may shock a few who do not understand the death peril. I am not going to use religious quotes, but I am using God’s word in scripture.
    Andy Olmsted is dead, yes, he is not in heaven, or hell, he is conscious of nothing at all. Ec. 9:5. He has paid the ultimate price with his life, not for man’s version of fighting for freedom, rather, he has paid his life for Jehovah God’s purpose. Jehovah has said that “the wages sin pays is death,” Ro. 6:23. “There is no man that does not sin,” 1 Ki. 8:46. Mr Olmsted has been aquitted of all things while alive on earth.
    Unknown to him and many people still alive today on earth, he has a chance to be resurrected back into life after the coming tribulation which will trigger the final battle over good and evil at Armageddon. That battle unkown again to many, especially professed Christians, is at our very doorstep today.
    We are at the threshold of human history when death was first inflicted upon mankind by our rebellious parents, Adam & Eve.
    We are living at a time where Jehovah God will correct all man’s affairs and initiate his righful purpose for creating the earth, universe and all living manner.
    Ones who have died before this great battle of Armageddon have paid the wages of sin, ones who die during this battle are under judgement for their descisions in life. On that day they will have no excuses as to why they followed man’s false religions, why they have put faith in man’s governments instead of God’s kingdom and most important, they will learn that evolution is a false distraction towards the truth of Jehovah’s exact purpose: to build a paradise on earth where people of all nations and tribes and tongues live together in unity as one human family.
    Andy Olmsted sir, unknown to you…you will have a chance to learn and live in such a beautiful future. You will not rest in death for very long!

  2337. Very interesting blog this fellow has written and during his life he did however do what he thought was right and for the base of freedom.
    Now this may shock a few who do not understand the death peril. I am not going to use religious quotes, but I am using God’s word in scripture.
    Andy Olmsted is dead, yes, he is not in heaven, or hell, he is conscious of nothing at all. Ec. 9:5. He has paid the ultimate price with his life, not for man’s version of fighting for freedom, rather, he has paid his life for Jehovah God’s purpose. Jehovah has said that “the wages sin pays is death,” Ro. 6:23. “There is no man that does not sin,” 1 Ki. 8:46. Mr Olmsted has been aquitted of all things while alive on earth.
    Unknown to him and many people still alive today on earth, he has a chance to be resurrected back into life after the coming tribulation which will trigger the final battle over good and evil at Armageddon. That battle unkown again to many, especially professed Christians, is at our very doorstep today.
    We are at the threshold of human history when death was first inflicted upon mankind by our rebellious parents, Adam & Eve.
    We are living at a time where Jehovah God will correct all man’s affairs and initiate his righful purpose for creating the earth, universe and all living manner.
    Ones who have died before this great battle of Armageddon have paid the wages of sin, ones who die during this battle are under judgement for their descisions in life. On that day they will have no excuses as to why they followed man’s false religions, why they have put faith in man’s governments instead of God’s kingdom and most important, they will learn that evolution is a false distraction towards the truth of Jehovah’s exact purpose: to build a paradise on earth where people of all nations and tribes and tongues live together in unity as one human family.
    Andy Olmsted sir, unknown to you…you will have a chance to learn and live in such a beautiful future. You will not rest in death for very long!

  2338. I usually read Blackfive, but I had read a few of Andy’s posts and always thought he was absolutely spot on.
    One of those fine men with rough hands but gentle hearts.
    Next RIP Capt. Thomas J. Casey.

  2339. I usually read Blackfive, but I had read a few of Andy’s posts and always thought he was absolutely spot on.
    One of those fine men with rough hands but gentle hearts.
    Next RIP Capt. Thomas J. Casey.

  2340. I usually read Blackfive, but I had read a few of Andy’s posts and always thought he was absolutely spot on.
    One of those fine men with rough hands but gentle hearts.
    Next RIP Capt. Thomas J. Casey.

  2344. A comment on the Rocky Mountain news blog from Captain John Thompson, who I take to be one of Andrew & Captain Casey’s fellow soldiers in Iraq:
    “Major Olmsted died while attempting to get the enemy to surrender so we would not have to kill them.
    Captain Casey could not leave his commander on the ground.
    They are the bravest men I have known. They are both heroes. We will carry their example and continue the mission.
    Captain John Thompson
    Posted by: John | January 5, 2008 09:22 AM”

  2345. A comment on the Rocky Mountain news blog from Captain John Thompson, who I take to be one of Andrew & Captain Casey’s fellow soldiers in Iraq:
    “Major Olmsted died while attempting to get the enemy to surrender so we would not have to kill them.
    Captain Casey could not leave his commander on the ground.
    They are the bravest men I have known. They are both heroes. We will carry their example and continue the mission.
    Captain John Thompson
    Posted by: John | January 5, 2008 09:22 AM”

  2346. A comment on the Rocky Mountain news blog from Captain John Thompson, who I take to be one of Andrew & Captain Casey’s fellow soldiers in Iraq:
    “Major Olmsted died while attempting to get the enemy to surrender so we would not have to kill them.
    Captain Casey could not leave his commander on the ground.
    They are the bravest men I have known. They are both heroes. We will carry their example and continue the mission.
    Captain John Thompson
    Posted by: John | January 5, 2008 09:22 AM”

  2347. Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time. I wish there was a way to lend a hand.
    Thank you for passing along his message, and providing a means for so many people to be touched by all of this, and participate in this.
    As Gary suggested, my thoughts are with you too, as are, I’m sure, many other people here.. those posting, and those just passing through.
    It probably sounds hollow, coming from a stranger, but it’s truly heartfelt.
    Good job on handling this so well.. I hope your server/bandwidth survives the heavy traffic.. If you run into trouble, be sure to mention it, I’m sure there’s folks here that would lend a hand with mirror sites, without hesitation. (I just wish I could).
    Peace,
    -mike

  2348. Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time. I wish there was a way to lend a hand.
    Thank you for passing along his message, and providing a means for so many people to be touched by all of this, and participate in this.
    As Gary suggested, my thoughts are with you too, as are, I’m sure, many other people here.. those posting, and those just passing through.
    It probably sounds hollow, coming from a stranger, but it’s truly heartfelt.
    Good job on handling this so well.. I hope your server/bandwidth survives the heavy traffic.. If you run into trouble, be sure to mention it, I’m sure there’s folks here that would lend a hand with mirror sites, without hesitation. (I just wish I could).
    Peace,
    -mike

  2349. Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time. I wish there was a way to lend a hand.
    Thank you for passing along his message, and providing a means for so many people to be touched by all of this, and participate in this.
    As Gary suggested, my thoughts are with you too, as are, I’m sure, many other people here.. those posting, and those just passing through.
    It probably sounds hollow, coming from a stranger, but it’s truly heartfelt.
    Good job on handling this so well.. I hope your server/bandwidth survives the heavy traffic.. If you run into trouble, be sure to mention it, I’m sure there’s folks here that would lend a hand with mirror sites, without hesitation. (I just wish I could).
    Peace,
    -mike

  2356. I didn’t read here, or know of this site; a friend posted a link to this on her blog.
    And I am the poorer for never having known Andy, or read his words while he was alive, while I could have followed the flow of thoughts over time. Just from this post, and what little else I’ve read this morning, I know that – the world is a little smaller and emptier without him in it.
    My condolences to his family and friends, to all of you who did know him.

  2357. I didn’t read here, or know of this site; a friend posted a link to this on her blog.
    And I am the poorer for never having known Andy, or read his words while he was alive, while I could have followed the flow of thoughts over time. Just from this post, and what little else I’ve read this morning, I know that – the world is a little smaller and emptier without him in it.
    My condolences to his family and friends, to all of you who did know him.

  2358. I didn’t read here, or know of this site; a friend posted a link to this on her blog.
    And I am the poorer for never having known Andy, or read his words while he was alive, while I could have followed the flow of thoughts over time. Just from this post, and what little else I’ve read this morning, I know that – the world is a little smaller and emptier without him in it.
    My condolences to his family and friends, to all of you who did know him.

  2365. Just. . . damn.
    At least a man who could write like an angel is drilling with them at this very moment.
    I never heard of Andrew Olmstead before about 30 minutes before I posted this.
    And I realize that, even with this brief exposure. . .we’ve taken a major loss.
    /em snaps to, and delivers his best parade-ground salute to Maj. Olmstead
    VERY well done, sir: rest in peace and enjoy the just rewards of a good life, lived well, and died well. . .

  2366. Just. . . damn.
    At least a man who could write like an angel is drilling with them at this very moment.
    I never heard of Andrew Olmstead before about 30 minutes before I posted this.
    And I realize that, even with this brief exposure. . .we’ve taken a major loss.
    /em snaps to, and delivers his best parade-ground salute to Maj. Olmstead
    VERY well done, sir: rest in peace and enjoy the just rewards of a good life, lived well, and died well. . .

  2367. Just. . . damn.
    At least a man who could write like an angel is drilling with them at this very moment.
    I never heard of Andrew Olmstead before about 30 minutes before I posted this.
    And I realize that, even with this brief exposure. . .we’ve taken a major loss.
    /em snaps to, and delivers his best parade-ground salute to Maj. Olmstead
    VERY well done, sir: rest in peace and enjoy the just rewards of a good life, lived well, and died well. . .

  2371. To Andy ,
    You sacrificed yourself for many , American and Iraqi alike and for an ideal that all people deserve freedom and the basic necessities of life. I am forever thankful for your protection and that of all the other soldiers living and now passed who serve.
    To Amanda ,
    I cannot begin to imagine how you must feel and the pain and hurt you will have to endure but know that so many people are thankful for your amazing husband and that our thoughts and prayers are forever with you.

  2372. To Andy ,
    You sacrificed yourself for many , American and Iraqi alike and for an ideal that all people deserve freedom and the basic necessities of life. I am forever thankful for your protection and that of all the other soldiers living and now passed who serve.
    To Amanda ,
    I cannot begin to imagine how you must feel and the pain and hurt you will have to endure but know that so many people are thankful for your amazing husband and that our thoughts and prayers are forever with you.

  2373. To Andy ,
    You sacrificed yourself for many , American and Iraqi alike and for an ideal that all people deserve freedom and the basic necessities of life. I am forever thankful for your protection and that of all the other soldiers living and now passed who serve.
    To Amanda ,
    I cannot begin to imagine how you must feel and the pain and hurt you will have to endure but know that so many people are thankful for your amazing husband and that our thoughts and prayers are forever with you.

  2377. i don’t think there is anything that any of us can say to make thing better, like many who have posted here i did not know who Andrew Olmsted was, i have never read any of his entries or knew him in my life. A multitude of emotions went threw me here at work as i read his last entry, anger, hate, sadness, What many might expect to feel in this reading. One emotion that tends to take over all the others in the end of this is amazement i could not believe how i completely disregard and forget the people that are in fact fighting this war.
    I am almost %100 on the fact that most of everyone here forgets the lives that touch our everyday existence. No to sound to mundane, all i can say if i felt a presence when reading this i felt a person spill their heart and true opinions out.
    It takes something more to write the way he wrote this and truly understand that this will be my last message to everyone.
    My best wishes to his family.

  2378. i don’t think there is anything that any of us can say to make thing better, like many who have posted here i did not know who Andrew Olmsted was, i have never read any of his entries or knew him in my life. A multitude of emotions went threw me here at work as i read his last entry, anger, hate, sadness, What many might expect to feel in this reading. One emotion that tends to take over all the others in the end of this is amazement i could not believe how i completely disregard and forget the people that are in fact fighting this war.
    I am almost %100 on the fact that most of everyone here forgets the lives that touch our everyday existence. No to sound to mundane, all i can say if i felt a presence when reading this i felt a person spill their heart and true opinions out.
    It takes something more to write the way he wrote this and truly understand that this will be my last message to everyone.
    My best wishes to his family.

  2379. i don’t think there is anything that any of us can say to make thing better, like many who have posted here i did not know who Andrew Olmsted was, i have never read any of his entries or knew him in my life. A multitude of emotions went threw me here at work as i read his last entry, anger, hate, sadness, What many might expect to feel in this reading. One emotion that tends to take over all the others in the end of this is amazement i could not believe how i completely disregard and forget the people that are in fact fighting this war.
    I am almost %100 on the fact that most of everyone here forgets the lives that touch our everyday existence. No to sound to mundane, all i can say if i felt a presence when reading this i felt a person spill their heart and true opinions out.
    It takes something more to write the way he wrote this and truly understand that this will be my last message to everyone.
    My best wishes to his family.

  2389. OCSteve – I had the same thought, seeing all these thousands of people, coming in from everywhere, to say goodbye and godbless to Andrew.
    I wish he could know what his final post touched off.
    And, damn, I wish I’d known him better.

  2390. OCSteve – I had the same thought, seeing all these thousands of people, coming in from everywhere, to say goodbye and godbless to Andrew.
    I wish he could know what his final post touched off.
    And, damn, I wish I’d known him better.

  2391. OCSteve – I had the same thought, seeing all these thousands of people, coming in from everywhere, to say goodbye and godbless to Andrew.
    I wish he could know what his final post touched off.
    And, damn, I wish I’d known him better.

  2392. “Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time.”
    Yes, she is. I’m also keeping an eye on them, and emailing Hilzoy, so she doesn’t have to pay as much attention.
    “I never heard of Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2393. “Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time.”
    Yes, she is. I’m also keeping an eye on them, and emailing Hilzoy, so she doesn’t have to pay as much attention.
    “I never heard of Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2394. “Hilzoy – You’re doing an admirable job of disemvowelling the political posts here, while going through your own grieving. I can only hope you’re not stuck deleting rude comments from outsiders at the same time.”
    Yes, she is. I’m also keeping an eye on them, and emailing Hilzoy, so she doesn’t have to pay as much attention.
    “I never heard of Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2407. To lose a life is one life too many. And for it to be that of a beacon of light in the turmoil that is the Iraq invasion, it easily rips out the heart.
    Rest in peace, and may the Lord and his angels keep you, Andy.

  2408. To lose a life is one life too many. And for it to be that of a beacon of light in the turmoil that is the Iraq invasion, it easily rips out the heart.
    Rest in peace, and may the Lord and his angels keep you, Andy.

  2409. To lose a life is one life too many. And for it to be that of a beacon of light in the turmoil that is the Iraq invasion, it easily rips out the heart.
    Rest in peace, and may the Lord and his angels keep you, Andy.

  2410. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2411. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2412. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2416. “I wish he could know what his final post touched off.”
    It’s true. Andy and I were among those blogging back in 2002, when the blogosphere was far smaller, and, amazingly, overt ideological splits hadn’t yet begun to significantly emerge.
    Andy greatly enjoyed getting links to his posts, and having his words read, and thoughts considered. He worked hard to write clearly, and one of his greatest annoyances was at himself when he felt that someone was misunderstanding him, because he was sure it was his fault — if the person wasn’t a complete dickhead — for not being clear enough. We must have had hundreds of exchanges where I’d try to assure him that he was usually a model of clarity and thoughtfulness, but he really seemed to not believe it.
    But getting more people to read what he wrote was something he always enjoyed, and thus he blogged at various places, including his regular reports at Winds of Change for years. Andy was always disappointed that his blogging never got up to being B or C list, with a really well-known blog of his own. He’d joke about it, but the ambition of many longtime bloggers for hits and links is common, and perfectly reasonable, since few of us blog for money, but instead for what science fiction fans — of whom Andy was one in the sense of being a fan of the field, and a role-playing gamer, as well — have long called “egoboo,” short for “ego boost,” which is the feeling you get when you read something nice someone else has said about what you wrote.
    Andy would appreciate the egoboo of the number of people who have read and linked and responded to his last post.
    He’d just then bitch that he’d really really prefer to have had the attention before he was killed.
    And then he’d say something smart and thoughtful on another topic, to change the subject away from himself.

  2417. “I wish he could know what his final post touched off.”
    It’s true. Andy and I were among those blogging back in 2002, when the blogosphere was far smaller, and, amazingly, overt ideological splits hadn’t yet begun to significantly emerge.
    Andy greatly enjoyed getting links to his posts, and having his words read, and thoughts considered. He worked hard to write clearly, and one of his greatest annoyances was at himself when he felt that someone was misunderstanding him, because he was sure it was his fault — if the person wasn’t a complete dickhead — for not being clear enough. We must have had hundreds of exchanges where I’d try to assure him that he was usually a model of clarity and thoughtfulness, but he really seemed to not believe it.
    But getting more people to read what he wrote was something he always enjoyed, and thus he blogged at various places, including his regular reports at Winds of Change for years. Andy was always disappointed that his blogging never got up to being B or C list, with a really well-known blog of his own. He’d joke about it, but the ambition of many longtime bloggers for hits and links is common, and perfectly reasonable, since few of us blog for money, but instead for what science fiction fans — of whom Andy was one in the sense of being a fan of the field, and a role-playing gamer, as well — have long called “egoboo,” short for “ego boost,” which is the feeling you get when you read something nice someone else has said about what you wrote.
    Andy would appreciate the egoboo of the number of people who have read and linked and responded to his last post.
    He’d just then bitch that he’d really really prefer to have had the attention before he was killed.
    And then he’d say something smart and thoughtful on another topic, to change the subject away from himself.

  2418. “I wish he could know what his final post touched off.”
    It’s true. Andy and I were among those blogging back in 2002, when the blogosphere was far smaller, and, amazingly, overt ideological splits hadn’t yet begun to significantly emerge.
    Andy greatly enjoyed getting links to his posts, and having his words read, and thoughts considered. He worked hard to write clearly, and one of his greatest annoyances was at himself when he felt that someone was misunderstanding him, because he was sure it was his fault — if the person wasn’t a complete dickhead — for not being clear enough. We must have had hundreds of exchanges where I’d try to assure him that he was usually a model of clarity and thoughtfulness, but he really seemed to not believe it.
    But getting more people to read what he wrote was something he always enjoyed, and thus he blogged at various places, including his regular reports at Winds of Change for years. Andy was always disappointed that his blogging never got up to being B or C list, with a really well-known blog of his own. He’d joke about it, but the ambition of many longtime bloggers for hits and links is common, and perfectly reasonable, since few of us blog for money, but instead for what science fiction fans — of whom Andy was one in the sense of being a fan of the field, and a role-playing gamer, as well — have long called “egoboo,” short for “ego boost,” which is the feeling you get when you read something nice someone else has said about what you wrote.
    Andy would appreciate the egoboo of the number of people who have read and linked and responded to his last post.
    He’d just then bitch that he’d really really prefer to have had the attention before he was killed.
    And then he’d say something smart and thoughtful on another topic, to change the subject away from himself.

  2419. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2420. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2421. If his family reads this blog and the posted comments I would like to extend my sincere condolences to them in their loss. He was a true hero in my opinion and I hope he now is at peace in a much better place. God bless all the men and women who serve in our armed forces. They are the best among us.

  2422. I know that I’ve already posted here, but a night’s consideration and thought has given me just a bit more to say.
    Major Olmsted (Recurring misspelling of his name in my original post; It must have seemed downright ignorant of me, and it was not my intention) was lost doing something that not many people can do. He gave his life, and gave it defending a country where, though it is unfortunate, many people may never know of him or his beautiful life. It pains me to think that one so brilliant and expressive as Andrew is lost, but it pains me more to think that more people cannot properly pay respects to him.
    I’ve never been one to believe in God, but, at moments like these, I certainly would like to believe that, deities aside, there’s an afterlife. Someone like Andrew, who died when he still had so much to offer the world, should not be denied to joys and laughter that accompany life (and that seem to have accompanied his in particular). I think it only rightfully deserved, and I hope that he is looking back on all of this right now, able to see the profound, awe-inspiring effects he has had on so many people. He was a greater person than he took credit for, and I only desire to know that somehow, he’ll know of all of these posts here, and understand just how much we loved having him around.
    His life was not “wasted”, in any fashion; no, rather, it was lived to the fullest. In the number of years that he had, it’d have been difficult to fit in more expression and creativity. So, again, the correct word for this is not “wasted”. But perhaps it is “stolen”. Stolen away from him, while he tried, as always, to be a good, devoted person. Stolen away from everyone who read his work, and who has now read his final notes. Stolen away from a world that needed him, and so many others like him.
    Major Olmsted’s life was full of value and greatness – it is foolish to claim it was wasted. However, because it could’ve entailed so much more for -everyone- he ever knew or spoke with, or even just written for, it was stolen, unjustly.
    Major Andrew Olmsted was a blessing, and whether from a god of some kind, or simply just a wonderful, much needed gift to the world, his life was, is, and will be treasured for years to come.
    The world you left behind wishes you all the best, Andrew.
    -Will

  2423. I know that I’ve already posted here, but a night’s consideration and thought has given me just a bit more to say.
    Major Olmsted (Recurring misspelling of his name in my original post; It must have seemed downright ignorant of me, and it was not my intention) was lost doing something that not many people can do. He gave his life, and gave it defending a country where, though it is unfortunate, many people may never know of him or his beautiful life. It pains me to think that one so brilliant and expressive as Andrew is lost, but it pains me more to think that more people cannot properly pay respects to him.
    I’ve never been one to believe in God, but, at moments like these, I certainly would like to believe that, deities aside, there’s an afterlife. Someone like Andrew, who died when he still had so much to offer the world, should not be denied to joys and laughter that accompany life (and that seem to have accompanied his in particular). I think it only rightfully deserved, and I hope that he is looking back on all of this right now, able to see the profound, awe-inspiring effects he has had on so many people. He was a greater person than he took credit for, and I only desire to know that somehow, he’ll know of all of these posts here, and understand just how much we loved having him around.
    His life was not “wasted”, in any fashion; no, rather, it was lived to the fullest. In the number of years that he had, it’d have been difficult to fit in more expression and creativity. So, again, the correct word for this is not “wasted”. But perhaps it is “stolen”. Stolen away from him, while he tried, as always, to be a good, devoted person. Stolen away from everyone who read his work, and who has now read his final notes. Stolen away from a world that needed him, and so many others like him.
    Major Olmsted’s life was full of value and greatness – it is foolish to claim it was wasted. However, because it could’ve entailed so much more for -everyone- he ever knew or spoke with, or even just written for, it was stolen, unjustly.
    Major Andrew Olmsted was a blessing, and whether from a god of some kind, or simply just a wonderful, much needed gift to the world, his life was, is, and will be treasured for years to come.
    The world you left behind wishes you all the best, Andrew.
    -Will

  2424. I know that I’ve already posted here, but a night’s consideration and thought has given me just a bit more to say.
    Major Olmsted (Recurring misspelling of his name in my original post; It must have seemed downright ignorant of me, and it was not my intention) was lost doing something that not many people can do. He gave his life, and gave it defending a country where, though it is unfortunate, many people may never know of him or his beautiful life. It pains me to think that one so brilliant and expressive as Andrew is lost, but it pains me more to think that more people cannot properly pay respects to him.
    I’ve never been one to believe in God, but, at moments like these, I certainly would like to believe that, deities aside, there’s an afterlife. Someone like Andrew, who died when he still had so much to offer the world, should not be denied to joys and laughter that accompany life (and that seem to have accompanied his in particular). I think it only rightfully deserved, and I hope that he is looking back on all of this right now, able to see the profound, awe-inspiring effects he has had on so many people. He was a greater person than he took credit for, and I only desire to know that somehow, he’ll know of all of these posts here, and understand just how much we loved having him around.
    His life was not “wasted”, in any fashion; no, rather, it was lived to the fullest. In the number of years that he had, it’d have been difficult to fit in more expression and creativity. So, again, the correct word for this is not “wasted”. But perhaps it is “stolen”. Stolen away from him, while he tried, as always, to be a good, devoted person. Stolen away from everyone who read his work, and who has now read his final notes. Stolen away from a world that needed him, and so many others like him.
    Major Olmsted’s life was full of value and greatness – it is foolish to claim it was wasted. However, because it could’ve entailed so much more for -everyone- he ever knew or spoke with, or even just written for, it was stolen, unjustly.
    Major Andrew Olmsted was a blessing, and whether from a god of some kind, or simply just a wonderful, much needed gift to the world, his life was, is, and will be treasured for years to come.
    The world you left behind wishes you all the best, Andrew.
    -Will

  2428. I just found out and blogged about it here.
    You ever have one of those “I regret not getting to know that person better” moments?
    I’m having a really seriously bad one right now.
    My most hearfelt condolences to Andrew’s family and friends.

  2429. I just found out and blogged about it here.
    You ever have one of those “I regret not getting to know that person better” moments?
    I’m having a really seriously bad one right now.
    My most hearfelt condolences to Andrew’s family and friends.

  2430. I just found out and blogged about it here.
    You ever have one of those “I regret not getting to know that person better” moments?
    I’m having a really seriously bad one right now.
    My most hearfelt condolences to Andrew’s family and friends.

  2431. I never met Andy, and had never visited his blog or had the pleasure of reading his words before today. Putting all politics beside, here’s to a true Patriot. Much love to the family. RIP.

  2432. I never met Andy, and had never visited his blog or had the pleasure of reading his words before today. Putting all politics beside, here’s to a true Patriot. Much love to the family. RIP.

  2433. I never met Andy, and had never visited his blog or had the pleasure of reading his words before today. Putting all politics beside, here’s to a true Patriot. Much love to the family. RIP.

  2434. Ex Soldier’s 12:35 PM will be gone soon, and while I said trolls shouldn’t be responded to or argued with, so I shan’t quote it, and I’d ask people not to bother debating it, I’ll simply note that that comment would have made Andy very angry indeed, for more than one reason.

  2435. Ex Soldier’s 12:35 PM will be gone soon, and while I said trolls shouldn’t be responded to or argued with, so I shan’t quote it, and I’d ask people not to bother debating it, I’ll simply note that that comment would have made Andy very angry indeed, for more than one reason.

  2436. Ex Soldier’s 12:35 PM will be gone soon, and while I said trolls shouldn’t be responded to or argued with, so I shan’t quote it, and I’d ask people not to bother debating it, I’ll simply note that that comment would have made Andy very angry indeed, for more than one reason.

  2437. Similarly, again a reminder that discussion of the war is not what this thread is about; political argument and expression of any stripe is inappropriate. Save it for somewhere else; there’s no shortage of the rest of the world and space and time out there for people to put their politics.
    That goes for antiwar sentiment as much as pro-Iraq war sentiment: neither is appropriate in this thread.
    Anyone who can’t understand that it’s their ego talking when they feel a need to lecture others on politics at a time like this needs to do a little self-examination.

  2438. Similarly, again a reminder that discussion of the war is not what this thread is about; political argument and expression of any stripe is inappropriate. Save it for somewhere else; there’s no shortage of the rest of the world and space and time out there for people to put their politics.
    That goes for antiwar sentiment as much as pro-Iraq war sentiment: neither is appropriate in this thread.
    Anyone who can’t understand that it’s their ego talking when they feel a need to lecture others on politics at a time like this needs to do a little self-examination.

  2439. Similarly, again a reminder that discussion of the war is not what this thread is about; political argument and expression of any stripe is inappropriate. Save it for somewhere else; there’s no shortage of the rest of the world and space and time out there for people to put their politics.
    That goes for antiwar sentiment as much as pro-Iraq war sentiment: neither is appropriate in this thread.
    Anyone who can’t understand that it’s their ego talking when they feel a need to lecture others on politics at a time like this needs to do a little self-examination.

  2440. “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not, so take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    That is something we should never forgot. That is an amazing thing to quote.
    RIP.

  2441. “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not, so take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    That is something we should never forgot. That is an amazing thing to quote.
    RIP.

  2442. “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not, so take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    That is something we should never forgot. That is an amazing thing to quote.
    RIP.

  2446. I have no words to express my sorrow. I am truly sorry that tremendous people like this are taken away from us all too soon.

  2447. I have no words to express my sorrow. I am truly sorry that tremendous people like this are taken away from us all too soon.

  2448. I have no words to express my sorrow. I am truly sorry that tremendous people like this are taken away from us all too soon.

  2452. What an amazing man, to have left his words for those who might suffer his loss. I didn’t know him and I’ve only occasionally read his blog, but Maj. Olmsted obviously lived an honorable and generous life. How many of us can say the same?
    The outpouring of love and respect for him here and all over the blogosphere is an incredible testament to what is good in the world. He deserves it, and I bet it would satisfy even his “disgustingly large ego.”
    It’s hard to know what to do in times like this, but any act of goodness, kindness and generosity undertaken in his honor will help to fill the void and make his memory a living blessing.
    My sincere condolences to the Olmsted family, and my deep gratitude to all those who serve.

  2453. What an amazing man, to have left his words for those who might suffer his loss. I didn’t know him and I’ve only occasionally read his blog, but Maj. Olmsted obviously lived an honorable and generous life. How many of us can say the same?
    The outpouring of love and respect for him here and all over the blogosphere is an incredible testament to what is good in the world. He deserves it, and I bet it would satisfy even his “disgustingly large ego.”
    It’s hard to know what to do in times like this, but any act of goodness, kindness and generosity undertaken in his honor will help to fill the void and make his memory a living blessing.
    My sincere condolences to the Olmsted family, and my deep gratitude to all those who serve.

  2454. What an amazing man, to have left his words for those who might suffer his loss. I didn’t know him and I’ve only occasionally read his blog, but Maj. Olmsted obviously lived an honorable and generous life. How many of us can say the same?
    The outpouring of love and respect for him here and all over the blogosphere is an incredible testament to what is good in the world. He deserves it, and I bet it would satisfy even his “disgustingly large ego.”
    It’s hard to know what to do in times like this, but any act of goodness, kindness and generosity undertaken in his honor will help to fill the void and make his memory a living blessing.
    My sincere condolences to the Olmsted family, and my deep gratitude to all those who serve.

  2455. Well it’s a shame he had to use so much cloak and dagger to keep his death from being political, but the letter meant something to him, and it means something to you people, so this tokes for you dude. Sucks your dead, hope your family recovers,
    and as George Carlin might say, May The Great Electron greet you positively.

  2456. Well it’s a shame he had to use so much cloak and dagger to keep his death from being political, but the letter meant something to him, and it means something to you people, so this tokes for you dude. Sucks your dead, hope your family recovers,
    and as George Carlin might say, May The Great Electron greet you positively.

  2457. Well it’s a shame he had to use so much cloak and dagger to keep his death from being political, but the letter meant something to him, and it means something to you people, so this tokes for you dude. Sucks your dead, hope your family recovers,
    and as George Carlin might say, May The Great Electron greet you positively.

  2461. The outpouring of emotions and sentiments astonishes me. It’s just sad that it takes the death of this wonderful man for us to truly appreciate his life in full. If only he could have known what an effect his last words have made.
    Also, there is a post up there that seems innocent but is truly revolting in its inhumanity. Gary, I’d point your attention to a recent post at 12:28. The message is Welcome home, and the poster is calling themselves ‘Satan’. I’m truly disgusted by this. It is an insult to Major Olmsted’s memory to imply such things about him.

  2462. The outpouring of emotions and sentiments astonishes me. It’s just sad that it takes the death of this wonderful man for us to truly appreciate his life in full. If only he could have known what an effect his last words have made.
    Also, there is a post up there that seems innocent but is truly revolting in its inhumanity. Gary, I’d point your attention to a recent post at 12:28. The message is Welcome home, and the poster is calling themselves ‘Satan’. I’m truly disgusted by this. It is an insult to Major Olmsted’s memory to imply such things about him.

  2463. The outpouring of emotions and sentiments astonishes me. It’s just sad that it takes the death of this wonderful man for us to truly appreciate his life in full. If only he could have known what an effect his last words have made.
    Also, there is a post up there that seems innocent but is truly revolting in its inhumanity. Gary, I’d point your attention to a recent post at 12:28. The message is Welcome home, and the poster is calling themselves ‘Satan’. I’m truly disgusted by this. It is an insult to Major Olmsted’s memory to imply such things about him.

  2470. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but I feel honoured to have gotten to read his final blog.
    Reading the comments here, I have to say…I hope that when I pass, I will have touched just a fraction of the lives that Maj. Andy Olmsted did.
    My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends.

  2471. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but I feel honoured to have gotten to read his final blog.
    Reading the comments here, I have to say…I hope that when I pass, I will have touched just a fraction of the lives that Maj. Andy Olmsted did.
    My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends.

  2472. I did not know Maj. Olmsted, but I feel honoured to have gotten to read his final blog.
    Reading the comments here, I have to say…I hope that when I pass, I will have touched just a fraction of the lives that Maj. Andy Olmsted did.
    My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends.

  2473. At times like this, I recall a day in Vancouver, BC, several years back, prior to the wars. It was the Canadian Memorial day, although if you don’t know what the poppy in everyone’s lapel means, it’s easy to miss, happen be that you are out of range of the pipes.
    The Cenotaph for Vancouver, commemorating all of Vancouver’s war dead in various actions since WWI, is on the edge of skid road and within a couple blocks of the most trafficked tourist area, Gastown.
    It happened that there were ships in port – US and Russian, plus a lot of Canadian soldiers on leave. There was also some sort of Veteran’s convention, I believe, regarding WWII, so there were representatives from Veteran’s associations from all over the world, each wearing their caps or colors. And then the various odds and sods from various embassies and such, dropping in at the convention to show the various flags.
    Somehow the word spread with the pipes – this was also pre flash-mob – and the most amazing collection of uniforms and headgear surrounded the cenotaph as the piper piped.
    And I am told – for it was on the news the next day, as one of those amazing things that somehow just happened – that this motley collection of Canadian, American, Russian and various other stray vets and serving soldiers and sailors arranged themselves in proper order, uncovered, and properly executed “the missing man.”
    When a Canadian news anchor gets choked up – it’s a significant moment; I cite it so that you will understand, remember and hold to these traditions and virtues, for they remind us of sacrifices made and the hope that we may avoid worse yet.
    So go dust off your cap, those of you who have served, and remember, as you shift ranks to make room for the shades to your left that it is the survivor’s duty to tell the story of those who fell so that no mother’s son (or daughter) need fall in vain.
    Every conflict has it’s lessons. It’s a truism that there is no war ever that is truly just or truly unavoidable. It’s probable, though, that those faced with the decision to go to war are a decade late and a dollar short in that regard; imperfect men as well, with less wisdom that we would like oftimes. But regardless of that, it’s surely true that no one in uniform or in ranks is in a position to do anything much about it other than to suck it up and soldier.
    Oh, and speaking of that Armistice Day, at the Cenotaph, many years ago; those civilians – vets not in uniform or cover and those who had never served alike – stood back, behind the horseshoe of vets facing the cenotaph, and stood in quiet witness as the colors were dipped in memory of the fallen. They too saluted, as is proper, with a hand over still-beating hearts in tribute to those who’s pulse has stilled.
    You see, that is the point where conflict and the politics cease to matter, and where the honorable soldiers (and those we so credit though they perhaps were not “plaster saints”) of all sides and eras join in one great commonality of death.
    Having sent them out to do their duty, it is ours to ensure that their efforts are not forgotten, nor in vain.
    We may honestly argue – at some other time – as to what a proper memorial and honors should be; peace or further war, victory or armistice – but we must do it in due homage to the blood that has been shed, and not lightly or for personal or unseemly political advantage.
    That would be an insult and a dishonor, and may the blood of the fallen and the pain of the lamed cry out and curse those who would use them so.

  2474. At times like this, I recall a day in Vancouver, BC, several years back, prior to the wars. It was the Canadian Memorial day, although if you don’t know what the poppy in everyone’s lapel means, it’s easy to miss, happen be that you are out of range of the pipes.
    The Cenotaph for Vancouver, commemorating all of Vancouver’s war dead in various actions since WWI, is on the edge of skid road and within a couple blocks of the most trafficked tourist area, Gastown.
    It happened that there were ships in port – US and Russian, plus a lot of Canadian soldiers on leave. There was also some sort of Veteran’s convention, I believe, regarding WWII, so there were representatives from Veteran’s associations from all over the world, each wearing their caps or colors. And then the various odds and sods from various embassies and such, dropping in at the convention to show the various flags.
    Somehow the word spread with the pipes – this was also pre flash-mob – and the most amazing collection of uniforms and headgear surrounded the cenotaph as the piper piped.
    And I am told – for it was on the news the next day, as one of those amazing things that somehow just happened – that this motley collection of Canadian, American, Russian and various other stray vets and serving soldiers and sailors arranged themselves in proper order, uncovered, and properly executed “the missing man.”
    When a Canadian news anchor gets choked up – it’s a significant moment; I cite it so that you will understand, remember and hold to these traditions and virtues, for they remind us of sacrifices made and the hope that we may avoid worse yet.
    So go dust off your cap, those of you who have served, and remember, as you shift ranks to make room for the shades to your left that it is the survivor’s duty to tell the story of those who fell so that no mother’s son (or daughter) need fall in vain.
    Every conflict has it’s lessons. It’s a truism that there is no war ever that is truly just or truly unavoidable. It’s probable, though, that those faced with the decision to go to war are a decade late and a dollar short in that regard; imperfect men as well, with less wisdom that we would like oftimes. But regardless of that, it’s surely true that no one in uniform or in ranks is in a position to do anything much about it other than to suck it up and soldier.
    Oh, and speaking of that Armistice Day, at the Cenotaph, many years ago; those civilians – vets not in uniform or cover and those who had never served alike – stood back, behind the horseshoe of vets facing the cenotaph, and stood in quiet witness as the colors were dipped in memory of the fallen. They too saluted, as is proper, with a hand over still-beating hearts in tribute to those who’s pulse has stilled.
    You see, that is the point where conflict and the politics cease to matter, and where the honorable soldiers (and those we so credit though they perhaps were not “plaster saints”) of all sides and eras join in one great commonality of death.
    Having sent them out to do their duty, it is ours to ensure that their efforts are not forgotten, nor in vain.
    We may honestly argue – at some other time – as to what a proper memorial and honors should be; peace or further war, victory or armistice – but we must do it in due homage to the blood that has been shed, and not lightly or for personal or unseemly political advantage.
    That would be an insult and a dishonor, and may the blood of the fallen and the pain of the lamed cry out and curse those who would use them so.

  2475. At times like this, I recall a day in Vancouver, BC, several years back, prior to the wars. It was the Canadian Memorial day, although if you don’t know what the poppy in everyone’s lapel means, it’s easy to miss, happen be that you are out of range of the pipes.
    The Cenotaph for Vancouver, commemorating all of Vancouver’s war dead in various actions since WWI, is on the edge of skid road and within a couple blocks of the most trafficked tourist area, Gastown.
    It happened that there were ships in port – US and Russian, plus a lot of Canadian soldiers on leave. There was also some sort of Veteran’s convention, I believe, regarding WWII, so there were representatives from Veteran’s associations from all over the world, each wearing their caps or colors. And then the various odds and sods from various embassies and such, dropping in at the convention to show the various flags.
    Somehow the word spread with the pipes – this was also pre flash-mob – and the most amazing collection of uniforms and headgear surrounded the cenotaph as the piper piped.
    And I am told – for it was on the news the next day, as one of those amazing things that somehow just happened – that this motley collection of Canadian, American, Russian and various other stray vets and serving soldiers and sailors arranged themselves in proper order, uncovered, and properly executed “the missing man.”
    When a Canadian news anchor gets choked up – it’s a significant moment; I cite it so that you will understand, remember and hold to these traditions and virtues, for they remind us of sacrifices made and the hope that we may avoid worse yet.
    So go dust off your cap, those of you who have served, and remember, as you shift ranks to make room for the shades to your left that it is the survivor’s duty to tell the story of those who fell so that no mother’s son (or daughter) need fall in vain.
    Every conflict has it’s lessons. It’s a truism that there is no war ever that is truly just or truly unavoidable. It’s probable, though, that those faced with the decision to go to war are a decade late and a dollar short in that regard; imperfect men as well, with less wisdom that we would like oftimes. But regardless of that, it’s surely true that no one in uniform or in ranks is in a position to do anything much about it other than to suck it up and soldier.
    Oh, and speaking of that Armistice Day, at the Cenotaph, many years ago; those civilians – vets not in uniform or cover and those who had never served alike – stood back, behind the horseshoe of vets facing the cenotaph, and stood in quiet witness as the colors were dipped in memory of the fallen. They too saluted, as is proper, with a hand over still-beating hearts in tribute to those who’s pulse has stilled.
    You see, that is the point where conflict and the politics cease to matter, and where the honorable soldiers (and those we so credit though they perhaps were not “plaster saints”) of all sides and eras join in one great commonality of death.
    Having sent them out to do their duty, it is ours to ensure that their efforts are not forgotten, nor in vain.
    We may honestly argue – at some other time – as to what a proper memorial and honors should be; peace or further war, victory or armistice – but we must do it in due homage to the blood that has been shed, and not lightly or for personal or unseemly political advantage.
    That would be an insult and a dishonor, and may the blood of the fallen and the pain of the lamed cry out and curse those who would use them so.

  2479. What inspiring and heartwrenching words to read. As a Soldier and fellow milblogger, my heart goes out to Andy’s family. I realize it may be too early, but if any of Andy’s friends or family would like to be interviewed so that Andy can be memorialized on They Have Names (www.theyhavenames.com), please contact me.
    Hilzoy, you have my permission to release my email address.
    I won’t forget this:
    “while you’re free to think whatever you like about my life and death, if you think I wasted my life, I’ll tell you you’re wrong. We’re all going to die of something. I died doing a job I loved. When your time comes, I hope you are as fortunate as I was.”

  2480. What inspiring and heartwrenching words to read. As a Soldier and fellow milblogger, my heart goes out to Andy’s family. I realize it may be too early, but if any of Andy’s friends or family would like to be interviewed so that Andy can be memorialized on They Have Names (www.theyhavenames.com), please contact me.
    Hilzoy, you have my permission to release my email address.
    I won’t forget this:
    “while you’re free to think whatever you like about my life and death, if you think I wasted my life, I’ll tell you you’re wrong. We’re all going to die of something. I died doing a job I loved. When your time comes, I hope you are as fortunate as I was.”

  2481. What inspiring and heartwrenching words to read. As a Soldier and fellow milblogger, my heart goes out to Andy’s family. I realize it may be too early, but if any of Andy’s friends or family would like to be interviewed so that Andy can be memorialized on They Have Names (www.theyhavenames.com), please contact me.
    Hilzoy, you have my permission to release my email address.
    I won’t forget this:
    “while you’re free to think whatever you like about my life and death, if you think I wasted my life, I’ll tell you you’re wrong. We’re all going to die of something. I died doing a job I loved. When your time comes, I hope you are as fortunate as I was.”

  2482. Few words I’ve read have touched me so much. What a decent, honest, and courageous man. My deepest sympathies to his family, friends, fellow servicemen, and buddies on the blog. Andrew’s voice will be sorely missed.

  2483. Few words I’ve read have touched me so much. What a decent, honest, and courageous man. My deepest sympathies to his family, friends, fellow servicemen, and buddies on the blog. Andrew’s voice will be sorely missed.

  2484. Few words I’ve read have touched me so much. What a decent, honest, and courageous man. My deepest sympathies to his family, friends, fellow servicemen, and buddies on the blog. Andrew’s voice will be sorely missed.

  2494. It feels like an intrusion for me to say this, since I didn’t know Andy Olmsted or his friends or family, but I have to say it. In death, this post, reminds people of the true cost of war (whatever the reason, whatever the justification), and in my mind that makes him a hero.
    My thoughts are with his friends and family, and but for chance I may end up feeling their pain as well. In leui of thanking Andy, I want to also extend to his family my thanks for his and their service to our country.

  2495. It feels like an intrusion for me to say this, since I didn’t know Andy Olmsted or his friends or family, but I have to say it. In death, this post, reminds people of the true cost of war (whatever the reason, whatever the justification), and in my mind that makes him a hero.
    My thoughts are with his friends and family, and but for chance I may end up feeling their pain as well. In leui of thanking Andy, I want to also extend to his family my thanks for his and their service to our country.

  2496. It feels like an intrusion for me to say this, since I didn’t know Andy Olmsted or his friends or family, but I have to say it. In death, this post, reminds people of the true cost of war (whatever the reason, whatever the justification), and in my mind that makes him a hero.
    My thoughts are with his friends and family, and but for chance I may end up feeling their pain as well. In leui of thanking Andy, I want to also extend to his family my thanks for his and their service to our country.

  2497. I am so sorry you had to leave a life you loved… I mourn the loss of your beautiful thoughts. A soldier to the end and an intellectual, humble and illuminating even in death. I cry for the loss of a friend I never knew.

  2498. I am so sorry you had to leave a life you loved… I mourn the loss of your beautiful thoughts. A soldier to the end and an intellectual, humble and illuminating even in death. I cry for the loss of a friend I never knew.

  2499. I am so sorry you had to leave a life you loved… I mourn the loss of your beautiful thoughts. A soldier to the end and an intellectual, humble and illuminating even in death. I cry for the loss of a friend I never knew.

  2503. The official Department of Defense announcement:

    MMEDIATE RELEASE No. 0013-08
    January 04, 2008
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom. They died Jan. 3 in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked their unit using small arms fire during combat operations. Both Soldiers were assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Killed were:
    Maj. Andrew J. Olmsted, 37, of Colorado Springs, Colo.
    Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque, N.M.
    For further information related to this release, contact Fort Riley public affairs at (785) 239-3410.

    I know nothing about Captain Casey, but I shouldn’t neglect to say that his loss is, of course, equally devastating to his family and friends and loved ones, and they don’t even have the support of a huge number of people in the blogosphere.
    It’s true that this is so of every other of the many deaths on this planet yesterday, the day before, today, and tomorrow, but I salute and send my best wishes and condolences and all those other damn useless words to Captain Casey’s family of friends, as well, and invite anyone who might know more of him to tell us more of him here. I’m sure one of the front page bloggers would be utterly happy to make any substantial remembrance of Captain Casey a front page post.

  2504. The official Department of Defense announcement:

    MMEDIATE RELEASE No. 0013-08
    January 04, 2008
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom. They died Jan. 3 in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked their unit using small arms fire during combat operations. Both Soldiers were assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Killed were:
    Maj. Andrew J. Olmsted, 37, of Colorado Springs, Colo.
    Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque, N.M.
    For further information related to this release, contact Fort Riley public affairs at (785) 239-3410.

    I know nothing about Captain Casey, but I shouldn’t neglect to say that his loss is, of course, equally devastating to his family and friends and loved ones, and they don’t even have the support of a huge number of people in the blogosphere.
    It’s true that this is so of every other of the many deaths on this planet yesterday, the day before, today, and tomorrow, but I salute and send my best wishes and condolences and all those other damn useless words to Captain Casey’s family of friends, as well, and invite anyone who might know more of him to tell us more of him here. I’m sure one of the front page bloggers would be utterly happy to make any substantial remembrance of Captain Casey a front page post.

  2505. The official Department of Defense announcement:

    MMEDIATE RELEASE No. 0013-08
    January 04, 2008
    DoD Identifies Army Casualties
    The Department of Defense announced today the death of two soldiers who were supporting Operation Iraqi Freedom. They died Jan. 3 in As Sadiyah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked their unit using small arms fire during combat operations. Both Soldiers were assigned to the Military Transition Team, 1st Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Riley, Kan.
    Killed were:
    Maj. Andrew J. Olmsted, 37, of Colorado Springs, Colo.
    Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, 32, of Albuquerque, N.M.
    For further information related to this release, contact Fort Riley public affairs at (785) 239-3410.

    I know nothing about Captain Casey, but I shouldn’t neglect to say that his loss is, of course, equally devastating to his family and friends and loved ones, and they don’t even have the support of a huge number of people in the blogosphere.
    It’s true that this is so of every other of the many deaths on this planet yesterday, the day before, today, and tomorrow, but I salute and send my best wishes and condolences and all those other damn useless words to Captain Casey’s family of friends, as well, and invite anyone who might know more of him to tell us more of him here. I’m sure one of the front page bloggers would be utterly happy to make any substantial remembrance of Captain Casey a front page post.

  2506. My husband worked with Maj Olmsted at the KMTB in Iraq. On behalf of the brothers left behind, I want to express our deepest sympathies to the family. You are in our prayers.
    Cynthia Grant

  2507. Andy,
    I didn’t know you, and while I have some minor disagreement with your outlook on your profession, it was well reasoned and I respect your intelligent decision.
    Thank you for your sacrifice. I’m unhappy that you were required to make it, but I am honored by the spirit it was made in.

  2508. My husband worked with Maj Olmsted at the KMTB in Iraq. On behalf of the brothers left behind, I want to express our deepest sympathies to the family. You are in our prayers.
    Cynthia Grant

  2509. Andy,
    I didn’t know you, and while I have some minor disagreement with your outlook on your profession, it was well reasoned and I respect your intelligent decision.
    Thank you for your sacrifice. I’m unhappy that you were required to make it, but I am honored by the spirit it was made in.

  2510. My husband worked with Maj Olmsted at the KMTB in Iraq. On behalf of the brothers left behind, I want to express our deepest sympathies to the family. You are in our prayers.
    Cynthia Grant

  2511. Andy,
    I didn’t know you, and while I have some minor disagreement with your outlook on your profession, it was well reasoned and I respect your intelligent decision.
    Thank you for your sacrifice. I’m unhappy that you were required to make it, but I am honored by the spirit it was made in.

  2515. I understand the politicizers–they’re wrong but it’s sometimes a well-intentioned breach of etiquette and I’ve been guilty myself at other times. I don’t get the haters. But they don’t matter. Anyone who had even a passing knowledge of Andrew (the category I’m in) could see the essential decency, the sense of duty, the compassion, and the courage of the man, even if one didn’t necessarily agree with him on many or most political issues.

  2516. I understand the politicizers–they’re wrong but it’s sometimes a well-intentioned breach of etiquette and I’ve been guilty myself at other times. I don’t get the haters. But they don’t matter. Anyone who had even a passing knowledge of Andrew (the category I’m in) could see the essential decency, the sense of duty, the compassion, and the courage of the man, even if one didn’t necessarily agree with him on many or most political issues.

  2517. I understand the politicizers–they’re wrong but it’s sometimes a well-intentioned breach of etiquette and I’ve been guilty myself at other times. I don’t get the haters. But they don’t matter. Anyone who had even a passing knowledge of Andrew (the category I’m in) could see the essential decency, the sense of duty, the compassion, and the courage of the man, even if one didn’t necessarily agree with him on many or most political issues.

  2518. IM SOOO SAD….MY CONDOLENCE GOES OUT TO THE DEAD MANS FAMILY…..
    IM SO SRY…I HAVE NEVA BEEN ON THIS BLOG AND THIS S THE FIRST TIME….AND THERE IS AN AFTERLIFE……
    THERE WAS A COMMENT THAT I READ THAT MADE ME THINK..YOU CAN ONLY TELL PEOPLE WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM WHEN THERE ALIVE AND ITS BETTER FOR US TO DO IT WHEN THERE ALIVE THAN PONDER AND FEEL GUILTY FOR AN ETERNITY ON WHY YOU DIDI NOT TELL OW GRATEFUL AND HOW MUCH THEY MEANT TO YOU….
    IM GREATLY MOVED BY THE WRITER OF THIS LAST LETTER..IT SHOWES HE CARED ABOUT HIS READERS AND HIS FAMILY AND HE NEW OF HIS IMPENDING SUDDEN DEATH…AND THUS HE LEFT THE READERS AND HIS WIFE A LETTER……
    WHEN I STARTED READING THIS I REALLY DINT THINK MUCH OF IT BUT BY THE TIME I HAD REACHED THE END I FELT LIKE A PART OF ME HAD GOT LOST I STILL FEEL LIKE I WOULD WANT TO TURN THE CLOCK BACK AND TELL THIS HUMAN ABOUT HI..DEATH
    BUT IN THE WORDS OF BENAZIR BHUTTO
    YOU CANNOT DIE BEFORE YOURE TIME
    THE REASON WHICH LEADS ME TO ARITE SUCH A BIG COMMENT IS I WAT T SAY EVERYTHING I CAN BEFORE I LEAVE THIS PAGE.. TO GIVE MY OPINION AND WHENT OUT MY HOLLOWNESS…
    I ADMIRE THIS WRITERS CYNICAL WAY OF TALKING ABOUT HIS DEATH…AND ALSO HOW HE WANTS EVERYBODY TO COME TO THE UNDERSTANDING THAT HE DOSENT WANT ANYBODY TO MOURN FOR HIM..
    MY RESPECTS GO OUT TO A SOLDIER AND AN EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD WRITER…

  2519. IM SOOO SAD….MY CONDOLENCE GOES OUT TO THE DEAD MANS FAMILY…..
    IM SO SRY…I HAVE NEVA BEEN ON THIS BLOG AND THIS S THE FIRST TIME….AND THERE IS AN AFTERLIFE……
    THERE WAS A COMMENT THAT I READ THAT MADE ME THINK..YOU CAN ONLY TELL PEOPLE WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM WHEN THERE ALIVE AND ITS BETTER FOR US TO DO IT WHEN THERE ALIVE THAN PONDER AND FEEL GUILTY FOR AN ETERNITY ON WHY YOU DIDI NOT TELL OW GRATEFUL AND HOW MUCH THEY MEANT TO YOU….
    IM GREATLY MOVED BY THE WRITER OF THIS LAST LETTER..IT SHOWES HE CARED ABOUT HIS READERS AND HIS FAMILY AND HE NEW OF HIS IMPENDING SUDDEN DEATH…AND THUS HE LEFT THE READERS AND HIS WIFE A LETTER……
    WHEN I STARTED READING THIS I REALLY DINT THINK MUCH OF IT BUT BY THE TIME I HAD REACHED THE END I FELT LIKE A PART OF ME HAD GOT LOST I STILL FEEL LIKE I WOULD WANT TO TURN THE CLOCK BACK AND TELL THIS HUMAN ABOUT HI..DEATH
    BUT IN THE WORDS OF BENAZIR BHUTTO
    YOU CANNOT DIE BEFORE YOURE TIME
    THE REASON WHICH LEADS ME TO ARITE SUCH A BIG COMMENT IS I WAT T SAY EVERYTHING I CAN BEFORE I LEAVE THIS PAGE.. TO GIVE MY OPINION AND WHENT OUT MY HOLLOWNESS…
    I ADMIRE THIS WRITERS CYNICAL WAY OF TALKING ABOUT HIS DEATH…AND ALSO HOW HE WANTS EVERYBODY TO COME TO THE UNDERSTANDING THAT HE DOSENT WANT ANYBODY TO MOURN FOR HIM..
    MY RESPECTS GO OUT TO A SOLDIER AND AN EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD WRITER…

  2520. IM SOOO SAD….MY CONDOLENCE GOES OUT TO THE DEAD MANS FAMILY…..
    IM SO SRY…I HAVE NEVA BEEN ON THIS BLOG AND THIS S THE FIRST TIME….AND THERE IS AN AFTERLIFE……
    THERE WAS A COMMENT THAT I READ THAT MADE ME THINK..YOU CAN ONLY TELL PEOPLE WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM WHEN THERE ALIVE AND ITS BETTER FOR US TO DO IT WHEN THERE ALIVE THAN PONDER AND FEEL GUILTY FOR AN ETERNITY ON WHY YOU DIDI NOT TELL OW GRATEFUL AND HOW MUCH THEY MEANT TO YOU….
    IM GREATLY MOVED BY THE WRITER OF THIS LAST LETTER..IT SHOWES HE CARED ABOUT HIS READERS AND HIS FAMILY AND HE NEW OF HIS IMPENDING SUDDEN DEATH…AND THUS HE LEFT THE READERS AND HIS WIFE A LETTER……
    WHEN I STARTED READING THIS I REALLY DINT THINK MUCH OF IT BUT BY THE TIME I HAD REACHED THE END I FELT LIKE A PART OF ME HAD GOT LOST I STILL FEEL LIKE I WOULD WANT TO TURN THE CLOCK BACK AND TELL THIS HUMAN ABOUT HI..DEATH
    BUT IN THE WORDS OF BENAZIR BHUTTO
    YOU CANNOT DIE BEFORE YOURE TIME
    THE REASON WHICH LEADS ME TO ARITE SUCH A BIG COMMENT IS I WAT T SAY EVERYTHING I CAN BEFORE I LEAVE THIS PAGE.. TO GIVE MY OPINION AND WHENT OUT MY HOLLOWNESS…
    I ADMIRE THIS WRITERS CYNICAL WAY OF TALKING ABOUT HIS DEATH…AND ALSO HOW HE WANTS EVERYBODY TO COME TO THE UNDERSTANDING THAT HE DOSENT WANT ANYBODY TO MOURN FOR HIM..
    MY RESPECTS GO OUT TO A SOLDIER AND AN EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD WRITER…

  2524. May the God of all understanding and love, receive into His kingdom the soul of Andrew and there to hold it until his family and friends in their time join him. May his work here on earth benefit those who seek the truth about issues such as war and peace, and those who send them into harms way. May the love of God bring some measure of peace and comfort to all those who mourn. St. Thomas Aquinas, Doctor of the Church wrote that the ultimate purpose of mankind was to return to whence we came: to God. Andrew has fulfilled that purpose as we all shall.

  2525. May the God of all understanding and love, receive into His kingdom the soul of Andrew and there to hold it until his family and friends in their time join him. May his work here on earth benefit those who seek the truth about issues such as war and peace, and those who send them into harms way. May the love of God bring some measure of peace and comfort to all those who mourn. St. Thomas Aquinas, Doctor of the Church wrote that the ultimate purpose of mankind was to return to whence we came: to God. Andrew has fulfilled that purpose as we all shall.

  2526. May the God of all understanding and love, receive into His kingdom the soul of Andrew and there to hold it until his family and friends in their time join him. May his work here on earth benefit those who seek the truth about issues such as war and peace, and those who send them into harms way. May the love of God bring some measure of peace and comfort to all those who mourn. St. Thomas Aquinas, Doctor of the Church wrote that the ultimate purpose of mankind was to return to whence we came: to God. Andrew has fulfilled that purpose as we all shall.

  2527. “Gary & hil… and while you’re at it, the 1:15 too.”
    Hilzoy has gone to lunch with friends, a good thing, so there will likely be a couple of hours delay in deletion — I’m not sure where the few other front-pagers are, just now, though one may pop up shortly to help out — but I’m sure they’re grieving — but it’ll get taken care of before night falls.
    As a point of trivia, the PBS Newshour ends its broadcast each night with lists of the names of those on the latest DoD release, and their picture. This should mean that Andrew and Captain Casey will be on Monday night’s broadcast. (I missed Friday’s broadcast, so I can’t say for sure, but it seems unlikely that they would have been included that quickly, though actually I suppose it’s possible; I apologize that I don’t know; a quick scan of the Newshour site doesn’t reveal an obvious link to the lists, which are DoD lists, after all.)

  2528. “Gary & hil… and while you’re at it, the 1:15 too.”
    Hilzoy has gone to lunch with friends, a good thing, so there will likely be a couple of hours delay in deletion — I’m not sure where the few other front-pagers are, just now, though one may pop up shortly to help out — but I’m sure they’re grieving — but it’ll get taken care of before night falls.
    As a point of trivia, the PBS Newshour ends its broadcast each night with lists of the names of those on the latest DoD release, and their picture. This should mean that Andrew and Captain Casey will be on Monday night’s broadcast. (I missed Friday’s broadcast, so I can’t say for sure, but it seems unlikely that they would have been included that quickly, though actually I suppose it’s possible; I apologize that I don’t know; a quick scan of the Newshour site doesn’t reveal an obvious link to the lists, which are DoD lists, after all.)

  2529. “Gary & hil… and while you’re at it, the 1:15 too.”
    Hilzoy has gone to lunch with friends, a good thing, so there will likely be a couple of hours delay in deletion — I’m not sure where the few other front-pagers are, just now, though one may pop up shortly to help out — but I’m sure they’re grieving — but it’ll get taken care of before night falls.
    As a point of trivia, the PBS Newshour ends its broadcast each night with lists of the names of those on the latest DoD release, and their picture. This should mean that Andrew and Captain Casey will be on Monday night’s broadcast. (I missed Friday’s broadcast, so I can’t say for sure, but it seems unlikely that they would have been included that quickly, though actually I suppose it’s possible; I apologize that I don’t know; a quick scan of the Newshour site doesn’t reveal an obvious link to the lists, which are DoD lists, after all.)

  2530. Andrew, sweet Andrew – gone from our sight.
    You speak such deep truth, like the darkness of night.
    Fallen at war’s hand, your heart’s song rings true.
    Gone your flesh, your spirit to renew.
    Forgotten you are not, and never will be…
    Yours is the truth that set you free.

  2531. Andrew, sweet Andrew – gone from our sight.
    You speak such deep truth, like the darkness of night.
    Fallen at war’s hand, your heart’s song rings true.
    Gone your flesh, your spirit to renew.
    Forgotten you are not, and never will be…
    Yours is the truth that set you free.

  2532. Andrew, sweet Andrew – gone from our sight.
    You speak such deep truth, like the darkness of night.
    Fallen at war’s hand, your heart’s song rings true.
    Gone your flesh, your spirit to renew.
    Forgotten you are not, and never will be…
    Yours is the truth that set you free.

  2533. Hooya, Sir. God bless you for all you have done and may you rest in peace. My deepest condolences go out to your family and loved ones.

  2534. Hooya, Sir. God bless you for all you have done and may you rest in peace. My deepest condolences go out to your family and loved ones.

  2535. Hooya, Sir. God bless you for all you have done and may you rest in peace. My deepest condolences go out to your family and loved ones.

  2536. I read his blog even before he joined OW. Clearly well to my right along the American political spectrum and on the opposite side of major issues, yet I was instantly glad to have found him because he obviously possessed some rare and wonderful qualities: humility, a genuine desire to know the truth, a willingness to grant the same benefit of the doubt to the other side that he granted his own, a great readiness to reflect and reconsider his own views. And then he voluntarily went off to work for a really dangerous cause that he believed in.
    That was a guy who represented a lot of the best of what America has to offer. It’s very, very sad that he’s gone.

  2537. I read his blog even before he joined OW. Clearly well to my right along the American political spectrum and on the opposite side of major issues, yet I was instantly glad to have found him because he obviously possessed some rare and wonderful qualities: humility, a genuine desire to know the truth, a willingness to grant the same benefit of the doubt to the other side that he granted his own, a great readiness to reflect and reconsider his own views. And then he voluntarily went off to work for a really dangerous cause that he believed in.
    That was a guy who represented a lot of the best of what America has to offer. It’s very, very sad that he’s gone.

  2538. I read his blog even before he joined OW. Clearly well to my right along the American political spectrum and on the opposite side of major issues, yet I was instantly glad to have found him because he obviously possessed some rare and wonderful qualities: humility, a genuine desire to know the truth, a willingness to grant the same benefit of the doubt to the other side that he granted his own, a great readiness to reflect and reconsider his own views. And then he voluntarily went off to work for a really dangerous cause that he believed in.
    That was a guy who represented a lot of the best of what America has to offer. It’s very, very sad that he’s gone.

  2539. Hilzoy and Gary, I know there will be a delay in deletion of offensive comments, but I want to call your attention to the 12:28 PM post from today. It looks innocent enough, but the poster calls himself ‘Satan’ and welcomes the Major home.
    Thank you for your efforts to keep this thread respectful.

  2540. Hilzoy and Gary, I know there will be a delay in deletion of offensive comments, but I want to call your attention to the 12:28 PM post from today. It looks innocent enough, but the poster calls himself ‘Satan’ and welcomes the Major home.
    Thank you for your efforts to keep this thread respectful.

  2541. Hilzoy and Gary, I know there will be a delay in deletion of offensive comments, but I want to call your attention to the 12:28 PM post from today. It looks innocent enough, but the poster calls himself ‘Satan’ and welcomes the Major home.
    Thank you for your efforts to keep this thread respectful.

  2542. Very touching words. My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends. I thank him for the sacrifice he and many others have made. God bless you all.

  2543. Very touching words. My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends. I thank him for the sacrifice he and many others have made. God bless you all.

  2544. Very touching words. My deepest condolences to his family, and his friends. I thank him for the sacrifice he and many others have made. God bless you all.

  2545. Even those of us who vehemently but honorably oppose the war in Iraq never misinterpret the sacrifice that Lincoln called “the last full measure of devotion” of the people on the ground. They’re the ones doing the hard work – the horrible heavy-lifting of war.
    The world is a little poorer today than it was yesterday and I am terribly sad about that. I didn’t know Andrew J. Olmsted but I am going to miss him just the same. We all are.

  2546. Even those of us who vehemently but honorably oppose the war in Iraq never misinterpret the sacrifice that Lincoln called “the last full measure of devotion” of the people on the ground. They’re the ones doing the hard work – the horrible heavy-lifting of war.
    The world is a little poorer today than it was yesterday and I am terribly sad about that. I didn’t know Andrew J. Olmsted but I am going to miss him just the same. We all are.

  2547. Even those of us who vehemently but honorably oppose the war in Iraq never misinterpret the sacrifice that Lincoln called “the last full measure of devotion” of the people on the ground. They’re the ones doing the hard work – the horrible heavy-lifting of war.
    The world is a little poorer today than it was yesterday and I am terribly sad about that. I didn’t know Andrew J. Olmsted but I am going to miss him just the same. We all are.

  2551. Incidentally, Jim Henley, Andy, and I were all mutual friends and part of that same blogging generation. We had three-way e-mails now and again. This went on for years.
    I mean, it’s 2008; that’s almost six years of that.
    I remember taking pride in Andy’s promotion to Major when I noted to Jim that referring to “Captain Olmsted” was no longer correct. Andy was modest and quiet as ever, of course. Damn people like that.
    Jim and Andy self-identif[ied/y] as libertarians, which I don’t, although we tended to agree overall more than we disagreed, much as we all disagree[d] about a variety of politics that don’t matter here. (One small thing non-liberartians, like me, can do to remember Andrew is think of him every time you see someone dismiss all libertarians as thoughtless and wrong, and maybe speak up if you see someone dismiss all libertarians that way; Andy and I had political disagreements, but I never had other than respect for his thoughtful views); anyway, Jim wrote this, and a few other posts near it, about our friend Andy.

  2552. Incidentally, Jim Henley, Andy, and I were all mutual friends and part of that same blogging generation. We had three-way e-mails now and again. This went on for years.
    I mean, it’s 2008; that’s almost six years of that.
    I remember taking pride in Andy’s promotion to Major when I noted to Jim that referring to “Captain Olmsted” was no longer correct. Andy was modest and quiet as ever, of course. Damn people like that.
    Jim and Andy self-identif[ied/y] as libertarians, which I don’t, although we tended to agree overall more than we disagreed, much as we all disagree[d] about a variety of politics that don’t matter here. (One small thing non-liberartians, like me, can do to remember Andrew is think of him every time you see someone dismiss all libertarians as thoughtless and wrong, and maybe speak up if you see someone dismiss all libertarians that way; Andy and I had political disagreements, but I never had other than respect for his thoughtful views); anyway, Jim wrote this, and a few other posts near it, about our friend Andy.

  2553. Incidentally, Jim Henley, Andy, and I were all mutual friends and part of that same blogging generation. We had three-way e-mails now and again. This went on for years.
    I mean, it’s 2008; that’s almost six years of that.
    I remember taking pride in Andy’s promotion to Major when I noted to Jim that referring to “Captain Olmsted” was no longer correct. Andy was modest and quiet as ever, of course. Damn people like that.
    Jim and Andy self-identif[ied/y] as libertarians, which I don’t, although we tended to agree overall more than we disagreed, much as we all disagree[d] about a variety of politics that don’t matter here. (One small thing non-liberartians, like me, can do to remember Andrew is think of him every time you see someone dismiss all libertarians as thoughtless and wrong, and maybe speak up if you see someone dismiss all libertarians that way; Andy and I had political disagreements, but I never had other than respect for his thoughtful views); anyway, Jim wrote this, and a few other posts near it, about our friend Andy.

  2554. When soldiers die, the world is less. Someday the rest of this country will understand how valuable a willing soldier is. When there is a genuine threat to your way of life, the well being if your family and the lives of the people on your street, less than 1% of our population will stand in harms way to defend you. How can that sacrifice truly be measured.
    When my unit came home, there were empty seats on that plane. The families were there however, to greet us home, to thank us for trying to take care of our fallen. The pain and heartbreak on their faces belied their words. We all still feel that we failed them.
    I hope for strength in his wife and family.
    Rest in Peace, Brother.

  2555. When soldiers die, the world is less. Someday the rest of this country will understand how valuable a willing soldier is. When there is a genuine threat to your way of life, the well being if your family and the lives of the people on your street, less than 1% of our population will stand in harms way to defend you. How can that sacrifice truly be measured.
    When my unit came home, there were empty seats on that plane. The families were there however, to greet us home, to thank us for trying to take care of our fallen. The pain and heartbreak on their faces belied their words. We all still feel that we failed them.
    I hope for strength in his wife and family.
    Rest in Peace, Brother.

  2556. When soldiers die, the world is less. Someday the rest of this country will understand how valuable a willing soldier is. When there is a genuine threat to your way of life, the well being if your family and the lives of the people on your street, less than 1% of our population will stand in harms way to defend you. How can that sacrifice truly be measured.
    When my unit came home, there were empty seats on that plane. The families were there however, to greet us home, to thank us for trying to take care of our fallen. The pain and heartbreak on their faces belied their words. We all still feel that we failed them.
    I hope for strength in his wife and family.
    Rest in Peace, Brother.

  2560. Having never read this blog before and not really sure anymore how I got here but I appreciate all this man has offered, not only for this blog but the world. He died an honorable death, doing what he wanted, I can only hope that his family will endeavor to live a happy and fruitful life in his honor. It has saddened me to no end to see the posts here. However this saddenss is in honor for a fallen hereo and all he touched.
    I will stop now as I am crying too hard for all who have lost and happy for all who have benefited from this mans existance.
    I am proud to be touched by this.

  2561. Having never read this blog before and not really sure anymore how I got here but I appreciate all this man has offered, not only for this blog but the world. He died an honorable death, doing what he wanted, I can only hope that his family will endeavor to live a happy and fruitful life in his honor. It has saddened me to no end to see the posts here. However this saddenss is in honor for a fallen hereo and all he touched.
    I will stop now as I am crying too hard for all who have lost and happy for all who have benefited from this mans existance.
    I am proud to be touched by this.

  2562. Having never read this blog before and not really sure anymore how I got here but I appreciate all this man has offered, not only for this blog but the world. He died an honorable death, doing what he wanted, I can only hope that his family will endeavor to live a happy and fruitful life in his honor. It has saddened me to no end to see the posts here. However this saddenss is in honor for a fallen hereo and all he touched.
    I will stop now as I am crying too hard for all who have lost and happy for all who have benefited from this mans existance.
    I am proud to be touched by this.

  2569. I was moved by the writing until I got to the comment claiming to be enraged because his life was thrown away. How insensitive and insulting to a hero! How dare you say his life was thrown away when he was doing what he wanted to do!? He plainly states he volunteered knowing the likely outcome. Regardless of one’s politics, it’s absolute disrespect to suggest any of these fine men and women have thrown their lives away when doing what they chose to do.

  2570. I was moved by the writing until I got to the comment claiming to be enraged because his life was thrown away. How insensitive and insulting to a hero! How dare you say his life was thrown away when he was doing what he wanted to do!? He plainly states he volunteered knowing the likely outcome. Regardless of one’s politics, it’s absolute disrespect to suggest any of these fine men and women have thrown their lives away when doing what they chose to do.

  2571. I was moved by the writing until I got to the comment claiming to be enraged because his life was thrown away. How insensitive and insulting to a hero! How dare you say his life was thrown away when he was doing what he wanted to do!? He plainly states he volunteered knowing the likely outcome. Regardless of one’s politics, it’s absolute disrespect to suggest any of these fine men and women have thrown their lives away when doing what they chose to do.

  2572. I’m so sad that he died. I didn’t get to know this blog until this entry and I am sorry that is the case. I hope that wherever he is now is a place of eternal joy.

  2573. I’m so sad that he died. I didn’t get to know this blog until this entry and I am sorry that is the case. I hope that wherever he is now is a place of eternal joy.

  2574. I’m so sad that he died. I didn’t get to know this blog until this entry and I am sorry that is the case. I hope that wherever he is now is a place of eternal joy.

  2575. Oh God I had missed this post at his Rocky Mountain News blog:
    After the remembrances and a stirring rendition of Amazing Grace, the ceremony closed with the salute to the deceased. In small groups, all of us came up to the display commemorating the fallen, took a moment to gaze down at the dog tags, the helmet, the empty boots, and then we came to attention and saluted our fallen comrade. There was no time period allotted; one could stay as long or as short a time as one wished. I had never met the soldier, but I found it very difficult to keep my eyes clear as I saluted a good man who had so much more to offer the world.
    A scene that was undoubtedly repeated a couple of days ago except with two battlefield crosses…

  2576. Oh God I had missed this post at his Rocky Mountain News blog:
    After the remembrances and a stirring rendition of Amazing Grace, the ceremony closed with the salute to the deceased. In small groups, all of us came up to the display commemorating the fallen, took a moment to gaze down at the dog tags, the helmet, the empty boots, and then we came to attention and saluted our fallen comrade. There was no time period allotted; one could stay as long or as short a time as one wished. I had never met the soldier, but I found it very difficult to keep my eyes clear as I saluted a good man who had so much more to offer the world.
    A scene that was undoubtedly repeated a couple of days ago except with two battlefield crosses…

  2577. Oh God I had missed this post at his Rocky Mountain News blog:
    After the remembrances and a stirring rendition of Amazing Grace, the ceremony closed with the salute to the deceased. In small groups, all of us came up to the display commemorating the fallen, took a moment to gaze down at the dog tags, the helmet, the empty boots, and then we came to attention and saluted our fallen comrade. There was no time period allotted; one could stay as long or as short a time as one wished. I had never met the soldier, but I found it very difficult to keep my eyes clear as I saluted a good man who had so much more to offer the world.
    A scene that was undoubtedly repeated a couple of days ago except with two battlefield crosses…

  2584. Young officer: Sir!…. Will there be a ceremony when we get in?…. I mean a reception?
    Adm James T. Kirk: A heroes welcome? Is that what you want, Son? Well God knows there should be. This time we paid for the party with our dearest blood.
    My heart aches at the news of Major Olmsted’s passing… May the wind be at his back.
    The Kobyashi Maru has set sail for the promised land.. All units acknowledge.
    My prayers to his family, and his commrads.

  2585. Young officer: Sir!…. Will there be a ceremony when we get in?…. I mean a reception?
    Adm James T. Kirk: A heroes welcome? Is that what you want, Son? Well God knows there should be. This time we paid for the party with our dearest blood.
    My heart aches at the news of Major Olmsted’s passing… May the wind be at his back.
    The Kobyashi Maru has set sail for the promised land.. All units acknowledge.
    My prayers to his family, and his commrads.

  2586. Young officer: Sir!…. Will there be a ceremony when we get in?…. I mean a reception?
    Adm James T. Kirk: A heroes welcome? Is that what you want, Son? Well God knows there should be. This time we paid for the party with our dearest blood.
    My heart aches at the news of Major Olmsted’s passing… May the wind be at his back.
    The Kobyashi Maru has set sail for the promised land.. All units acknowledge.
    My prayers to his family, and his commrads.

  2587. I have read only fragments of his work. I never knew him but by pieces. But I’m still sitting here crying.
    There may be no afterlife, but as long as his mark on the world remains, there is something of him still. Reading these comments, I realize that he will linger for a very long time.
    He was loved. What more can I say? He was loved.

  2588. I have read only fragments of his work. I never knew him but by pieces. But I’m still sitting here crying.
    There may be no afterlife, but as long as his mark on the world remains, there is something of him still. Reading these comments, I realize that he will linger for a very long time.
    He was loved. What more can I say? He was loved.

  2589. I have read only fragments of his work. I never knew him but by pieces. But I’m still sitting here crying.
    There may be no afterlife, but as long as his mark on the world remains, there is something of him still. Reading these comments, I realize that he will linger for a very long time.
    He was loved. What more can I say? He was loved.

  2593. I come from the Daily Kos side of the blogosphere; my sister, if she should happen by here (and she might), would be coming from the BlackFive/Ace of Spades side. And yet, I can say without fear of contradiction that our sentiments about Major Olmsted (and Captain Casey) are substantially identical.
    A dear friend of mine, Wes Ives, who was himself struck down suddenly at far too young an age, once called War “a mad monster, in whose service we must not become mad” — or monsters — ourselves. Aside from emerging alive, that is the great challenge faced by all who find themselves, by chance or by choice, in its way; and that is the challenge at which Andy Olmsted has succeeded beyond all measure.
    War may have conquered his body, but it did not touch his soul; it took his human life, but did not so much as dent his humanity.

  2594. I come from the Daily Kos side of the blogosphere; my sister, if she should happen by here (and she might), would be coming from the BlackFive/Ace of Spades side. And yet, I can say without fear of contradiction that our sentiments about Major Olmsted (and Captain Casey) are substantially identical.
    A dear friend of mine, Wes Ives, who was himself struck down suddenly at far too young an age, once called War “a mad monster, in whose service we must not become mad” — or monsters — ourselves. Aside from emerging alive, that is the great challenge faced by all who find themselves, by chance or by choice, in its way; and that is the challenge at which Andy Olmsted has succeeded beyond all measure.
    War may have conquered his body, but it did not touch his soul; it took his human life, but did not so much as dent his humanity.

  2595. I come from the Daily Kos side of the blogosphere; my sister, if she should happen by here (and she might), would be coming from the BlackFive/Ace of Spades side. And yet, I can say without fear of contradiction that our sentiments about Major Olmsted (and Captain Casey) are substantially identical.
    A dear friend of mine, Wes Ives, who was himself struck down suddenly at far too young an age, once called War “a mad monster, in whose service we must not become mad” — or monsters — ourselves. Aside from emerging alive, that is the great challenge faced by all who find themselves, by chance or by choice, in its way; and that is the challenge at which Andy Olmsted has succeeded beyond all measure.
    War may have conquered his body, but it did not touch his soul; it took his human life, but did not so much as dent his humanity.

  2596. Steve, I was just updating on Andy’s Rocky Mountain blog, myself, and saw this:

    Our son-in-law, SFC Will Beaver, was wounded in this attack. He was shot through the ear and neck. At this moment, I understand he is fairly good condition at Landstuhl Hospital in Germany.
    To the family members of Major Olmsted and Capt Casey … please accept our condolences. This was a horrible tragedy. Our son-in-law will never forget his commanding officers. He spoke so highly of them. God Bless to all.
    Posted by Lynne Dolan on January 4, 2008 03:45 PM

    Best wishes for the speediest and best possible recovery of SFC Will Beaver. Andy loved his troops, and I know he’d want that more than anything: that the living should go on.
    Other soldiers who have served with Andy, including his superiors, have testified there as well.

  2597. Steve, I was just updating on Andy’s Rocky Mountain blog, myself, and saw this:

    Our son-in-law, SFC Will Beaver, was wounded in this attack. He was shot through the ear and neck. At this moment, I understand he is fairly good condition at Landstuhl Hospital in Germany.
    To the family members of Major Olmsted and Capt Casey … please accept our condolences. This was a horrible tragedy. Our son-in-law will never forget his commanding officers. He spoke so highly of them. God Bless to all.
    Posted by Lynne Dolan on January 4, 2008 03:45 PM

    Best wishes for the speediest and best possible recovery of SFC Will Beaver. Andy loved his troops, and I know he’d want that more than anything: that the living should go on.
    Other soldiers who have served with Andy, including his superiors, have testified there as well.

  2598. Steve, I was just updating on Andy’s Rocky Mountain blog, myself, and saw this:

    Our son-in-law, SFC Will Beaver, was wounded in this attack. He was shot through the ear and neck. At this moment, I understand he is fairly good condition at Landstuhl Hospital in Germany.
    To the family members of Major Olmsted and Capt Casey … please accept our condolences. This was a horrible tragedy. Our son-in-law will never forget his commanding officers. He spoke so highly of them. God Bless to all.
    Posted by Lynne Dolan on January 4, 2008 03:45 PM

    Best wishes for the speediest and best possible recovery of SFC Will Beaver. Andy loved his troops, and I know he’d want that more than anything: that the living should go on.
    Other soldiers who have served with Andy, including his superiors, have testified there as well.

  2599. I never met this man, but I can tell he was honorable. To his wife and family, I wish to thank you for your sacrifice. With out men like this, our country would not be as great as it is.
    Good bye soldier. Thank you.

  2600. I never met this man, but I can tell he was honorable. To his wife and family, I wish to thank you for your sacrifice. With out men like this, our country would not be as great as it is.
    Good bye soldier. Thank you.

  2601. I never met this man, but I can tell he was honorable. To his wife and family, I wish to thank you for your sacrifice. With out men like this, our country would not be as great as it is.
    Good bye soldier. Thank you.

  2608. Came here from a link on Amazon, not knowing what I’d find. I’m sitting here stunned by a human being I’d never met but would’ve liked to.
    Words have power–no greater evidence of that than what Andrew Olmsted wrote.
    Peace to you Andy, and peace to those who knew and loved you.

  2609. Came here from a link on Amazon, not knowing what I’d find. I’m sitting here stunned by a human being I’d never met but would’ve liked to.
    Words have power–no greater evidence of that than what Andrew Olmsted wrote.
    Peace to you Andy, and peace to those who knew and loved you.

  2610. Came here from a link on Amazon, not knowing what I’d find. I’m sitting here stunned by a human being I’d never met but would’ve liked to.
    Words have power–no greater evidence of that than what Andrew Olmsted wrote.
    Peace to you Andy, and peace to those who knew and loved you.

  2611. I’ve just stumbled across this blog, and I have never had the chance to converse with Andrew in any manner whatsoever. Regardless, his noble qualities come through clearly in his writing and I find myself somehow touched and humbled. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmsted.
    – Alvin, Singapore

  2612. I’ve just stumbled across this blog, and I have never had the chance to converse with Andrew in any manner whatsoever. Regardless, his noble qualities come through clearly in his writing and I find myself somehow touched and humbled. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmsted.
    – Alvin, Singapore

  2613. I’ve just stumbled across this blog, and I have never had the chance to converse with Andrew in any manner whatsoever. Regardless, his noble qualities come through clearly in his writing and I find myself somehow touched and humbled. Rest in peace, Andrew Olmsted.
    – Alvin, Singapore

  2614. Gary-
    I won’t translate the text of “kill us troops” 2:20pm, but by the user name you can guess it is not polite. Please remove when able. Thanks.

  2615. Gary-
    I won’t translate the text of “kill us troops” 2:20pm, but by the user name you can guess it is not polite. Please remove when able. Thanks.

  2616. Gary-
    I won’t translate the text of “kill us troops” 2:20pm, but by the user name you can guess it is not polite. Please remove when able. Thanks.

  2617. I’d like to add my condolences to his family and those who knew him well. Having never met Andy, I find myself terribly sad.

  2618. I’d like to add my condolences to his family and those who knew him well. Having never met Andy, I find myself terribly sad.

  2619. I’d like to add my condolences to his family and those who knew him well. Having never met Andy, I find myself terribly sad.

  2620. I don’t know this man. I don’t know his blog. I never read any of his posts save for the post of his death, only because of Digg. But I can tell, through the outpouring of love and condolences on his blog, that he was well respected, adored and loved. I hope some big things come out of his story, his life. From the way he wrote his final post, he really knew who he was, what he was doing, and how he wanted to live- it is something not all of us are good at doing and take our lives for granted.
    My thoughts and prayers go out to his immediate family, his extended family, and his blogger family. I hope as many of you as possible are able to attend any funeral services the family has, and are able to show your love for him to his family and friends.
    I can only hope to live a life as wonderful as his, as beloved and adored as his. But I do know this: that I am alive today, knowing that he sacrificed his life for me and our awesome country, so that I could do something so simple today as to watch the NFL Playoffs. I hope that you all dedicate all your living days to those who died for you and your country.

  2621. I don’t know this man. I don’t know his blog. I never read any of his posts save for the post of his death, only because of Digg. But I can tell, through the outpouring of love and condolences on his blog, that he was well respected, adored and loved. I hope some big things come out of his story, his life. From the way he wrote his final post, he really knew who he was, what he was doing, and how he wanted to live- it is something not all of us are good at doing and take our lives for granted.
    My thoughts and prayers go out to his immediate family, his extended family, and his blogger family. I hope as many of you as possible are able to attend any funeral services the family has, and are able to show your love for him to his family and friends.
    I can only hope to live a life as wonderful as his, as beloved and adored as his. But I do know this: that I am alive today, knowing that he sacrificed his life for me and our awesome country, so that I could do something so simple today as to watch the NFL Playoffs. I hope that you all dedicate all your living days to those who died for you and your country.

  2622. I don’t know this man. I don’t know his blog. I never read any of his posts save for the post of his death, only because of Digg. But I can tell, through the outpouring of love and condolences on his blog, that he was well respected, adored and loved. I hope some big things come out of his story, his life. From the way he wrote his final post, he really knew who he was, what he was doing, and how he wanted to live- it is something not all of us are good at doing and take our lives for granted.
    My thoughts and prayers go out to his immediate family, his extended family, and his blogger family. I hope as many of you as possible are able to attend any funeral services the family has, and are able to show your love for him to his family and friends.
    I can only hope to live a life as wonderful as his, as beloved and adored as his. But I do know this: that I am alive today, knowing that he sacrificed his life for me and our awesome country, so that I could do something so simple today as to watch the NFL Playoffs. I hope that you all dedicate all your living days to those who died for you and your country.

  2623. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    Again and again, I am sorry – for you Andy, for your family.
    It will be measurably harder to slog on without your voice to inspire when the work gets tiring and the opposition vituperrious. But we will – and you’ll always be a part of that.
    Quam bene vivas refert, non quam diu
    Thank you Hilzoy, for sharing Andy’s voice and for making this a place of civil discourse.

  2624. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    Again and again, I am sorry – for you Andy, for your family.
    It will be measurably harder to slog on without your voice to inspire when the work gets tiring and the opposition vituperrious. But we will – and you’ll always be a part of that.
    Quam bene vivas refert, non quam diu
    Thank you Hilzoy, for sharing Andy’s voice and for making this a place of civil discourse.

  2625. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    Again and again, I am sorry – for you Andy, for your family.
    It will be measurably harder to slog on without your voice to inspire when the work gets tiring and the opposition vituperrious. But we will – and you’ll always be a part of that.
    Quam bene vivas refert, non quam diu
    Thank you Hilzoy, for sharing Andy’s voice and for making this a place of civil discourse.

  2626. I had never heard of Andy before today, nor read his blog, but this truly brought me to tears. What an enlightened, funny, and loving person we have lost. But Andy tells us not to cry, but to remember his life with fondness. And I sure as hell would drink a coke with him. My deepest sympathy and love for his family…

  2627. I had never heard of Andy before today, nor read his blog, but this truly brought me to tears. What an enlightened, funny, and loving person we have lost. But Andy tells us not to cry, but to remember his life with fondness. And I sure as hell would drink a coke with him. My deepest sympathy and love for his family…

  2628. I had never heard of Andy before today, nor read his blog, but this truly brought me to tears. What an enlightened, funny, and loving person we have lost. But Andy tells us not to cry, but to remember his life with fondness. And I sure as hell would drink a coke with him. My deepest sympathy and love for his family…

  2632. Thank you for your selfless sacrifice. I’m not going to bring politics into this as your post obviously denounces using your name in such a way. But thank you, I’ll never be half the man you were. If there is indeed a sort of afterlife, I can only hope to meet you there. HOOAH!
    My condolences to the family.

  2633. Thank you for your selfless sacrifice. I’m not going to bring politics into this as your post obviously denounces using your name in such a way. But thank you, I’ll never be half the man you were. If there is indeed a sort of afterlife, I can only hope to meet you there. HOOAH!
    My condolences to the family.

  2634. Thank you for your selfless sacrifice. I’m not going to bring politics into this as your post obviously denounces using your name in such a way. But thank you, I’ll never be half the man you were. If there is indeed a sort of afterlife, I can only hope to meet you there. HOOAH!
    My condolences to the family.

  2635. This is the only thing I know to say at times like these:
    God, grant us the serenity
    To accept the things we cannot change
    Courage to change the things we can
    And the wisdom to know the difference

  2636. This is the only thing I know to say at times like these:
    God, grant us the serenity
    To accept the things we cannot change
    Courage to change the things we can
    And the wisdom to know the difference

  2637. This is the only thing I know to say at times like these:
    God, grant us the serenity
    To accept the things we cannot change
    Courage to change the things we can
    And the wisdom to know the difference

  2641. “Gary… add the 2:20 to your list.”
    I did moments after it appeared.
    As I said, since I don’t have keys to deletion, and Hilzoy is at lunch, and so far none of the other blogowners are on this, or have responded to e-mail, there will be a few hours delay in deletion of offensive [NOUN], but rest assured it will all be taken care of by nightfall. We’re on it. No need to point out other comments by twits and jerks and trolls until another day has passed and they’re still up.
    I know people point it out because they care, and darn it, it’s doing something. I know we all wish we could somehow do something.
    I couldn’t believe the news yesterday. I’m still absorbing, but now I grasp that it’s real.
    I do think Andrew would be glad that so many disparate folks could agree on anything. One of his primary drives was to try to reach out to people of differing views, and via reason, find points of agreement.
    He was hardly perfect, being a man of temper and as many flaws as anyone, but that drive was one heck of a terribly admirable thing, and it was what brought us together, along with his great articulateness and thoughtfullness.
    His many book reviews are well worth reading. Andrew was understandably drawn to works of military history and politics, but his interests ranged widely.
    I feel the need to note that i was hardly one of Andrew’s best friends. He knew many people endlessly better and longer, and his bonds with his friends in real life, and his service, are obviously vastly closer. I wasn’t even one of his very best internet buddies, but merely one of them, and one who pissed him off a lot a lot of the time, and who was around for a long time. I’m unsurprised he didn’t mention me in his last note; I don’t want anyone to think I was Andy’s best buddy, because I wasn’t. I cared greatly about him, but innumerable people were far closer to him, and I didn’t mean all that much to Andy. I don’t even want to repeat what he said that made us stop speaking for almost a year, because he long since apologized and tried to make it right.
    I just don’t feel right if anyone were to get the wrong impression, is all. We were friends, but I’m sure I wasn’t in his top twenty, or even fifty, compared to folks he’d known far longer, and let alone with whom he served with. (Not that Andy undervalued folks outside the service, of course.)
    And now read the next message.

  2642. “Gary… add the 2:20 to your list.”
    I did moments after it appeared.
    As I said, since I don’t have keys to deletion, and Hilzoy is at lunch, and so far none of the other blogowners are on this, or have responded to e-mail, there will be a few hours delay in deletion of offensive [NOUN], but rest assured it will all be taken care of by nightfall. We’re on it. No need to point out other comments by twits and jerks and trolls until another day has passed and they’re still up.
    I know people point it out because they care, and darn it, it’s doing something. I know we all wish we could somehow do something.
    I couldn’t believe the news yesterday. I’m still absorbing, but now I grasp that it’s real.
    I do think Andrew would be glad that so many disparate folks could agree on anything. One of his primary drives was to try to reach out to people of differing views, and via reason, find points of agreement.
    He was hardly perfect, being a man of temper and as many flaws as anyone, but that drive was one heck of a terribly admirable thing, and it was what brought us together, along with his great articulateness and thoughtfullness.
    His many book reviews are well worth reading. Andrew was understandably drawn to works of military history and politics, but his interests ranged widely.
    I feel the need to note that i was hardly one of Andrew’s best friends. He knew many people endlessly better and longer, and his bonds with his friends in real life, and his service, are obviously vastly closer. I wasn’t even one of his very best internet buddies, but merely one of them, and one who pissed him off a lot a lot of the time, and who was around for a long time. I’m unsurprised he didn’t mention me in his last note; I don’t want anyone to think I was Andy’s best buddy, because I wasn’t. I cared greatly about him, but innumerable people were far closer to him, and I didn’t mean all that much to Andy. I don’t even want to repeat what he said that made us stop speaking for almost a year, because he long since apologized and tried to make it right.
    I just don’t feel right if anyone were to get the wrong impression, is all. We were friends, but I’m sure I wasn’t in his top twenty, or even fifty, compared to folks he’d known far longer, and let alone with whom he served with. (Not that Andy undervalued folks outside the service, of course.)
    And now read the next message.

  2643. “Gary… add the 2:20 to your list.”
    I did moments after it appeared.
    As I said, since I don’t have keys to deletion, and Hilzoy is at lunch, and so far none of the other blogowners are on this, or have responded to e-mail, there will be a few hours delay in deletion of offensive [NOUN], but rest assured it will all be taken care of by nightfall. We’re on it. No need to point out other comments by twits and jerks and trolls until another day has passed and they’re still up.
    I know people point it out because they care, and darn it, it’s doing something. I know we all wish we could somehow do something.
    I couldn’t believe the news yesterday. I’m still absorbing, but now I grasp that it’s real.
    I do think Andrew would be glad that so many disparate folks could agree on anything. One of his primary drives was to try to reach out to people of differing views, and via reason, find points of agreement.
    He was hardly perfect, being a man of temper and as many flaws as anyone, but that drive was one heck of a terribly admirable thing, and it was what brought us together, along with his great articulateness and thoughtfullness.
    His many book reviews are well worth reading. Andrew was understandably drawn to works of military history and politics, but his interests ranged widely.
    I feel the need to note that i was hardly one of Andrew’s best friends. He knew many people endlessly better and longer, and his bonds with his friends in real life, and his service, are obviously vastly closer. I wasn’t even one of his very best internet buddies, but merely one of them, and one who pissed him off a lot a lot of the time, and who was around for a long time. I’m unsurprised he didn’t mention me in his last note; I don’t want anyone to think I was Andy’s best buddy, because I wasn’t. I cared greatly about him, but innumerable people were far closer to him, and I didn’t mean all that much to Andy. I don’t even want to repeat what he said that made us stop speaking for almost a year, because he long since apologized and tried to make it right.
    I just don’t feel right if anyone were to get the wrong impression, is all. We were friends, but I’m sure I wasn’t in his top twenty, or even fifty, compared to folks he’d known far longer, and let alone with whom he served with. (Not that Andy undervalued folks outside the service, of course.)
    And now read the next message.

  2644. Remarkable, this man I never knew however, as a former service member he has made the ultimate sacrifice for whatever his beliefs are, Respect.

  2645. Remarkable, this man I never knew however, as a former service member he has made the ultimate sacrifice for whatever his beliefs are, Respect.

  2646. Remarkable, this man I never knew however, as a former service member he has made the ultimate sacrifice for whatever his beliefs are, Respect.

  2650. I’ve never even heard of this site or Andy Olmsted before today, yet after reading this final posting by him and the comments from the people who did read his work I can tell lots about his character and that he was a really great person.
    This post has taugh me more than whole books or speaches by countless people ever could. Yet I wish that I could somehow not have learned from it, not have ever even known about this great man knowning the events that made it so.
    Wow, and guess what song started playing as I was reading? “Long Slow Goodbye” by Queens of the Stone Age.

  2651. I’ve never even heard of this site or Andy Olmsted before today, yet after reading this final posting by him and the comments from the people who did read his work I can tell lots about his character and that he was a really great person.
    This post has taugh me more than whole books or speaches by countless people ever could. Yet I wish that I could somehow not have learned from it, not have ever even known about this great man knowning the events that made it so.
    Wow, and guess what song started playing as I was reading? “Long Slow Goodbye” by Queens of the Stone Age.

  2652. I’ve never even heard of this site or Andy Olmsted before today, yet after reading this final posting by him and the comments from the people who did read his work I can tell lots about his character and that he was a really great person.
    This post has taugh me more than whole books or speaches by countless people ever could. Yet I wish that I could somehow not have learned from it, not have ever even known about this great man knowning the events that made it so.
    Wow, and guess what song started playing as I was reading? “Long Slow Goodbye” by Queens of the Stone Age.

  2659. Redhawk TOC is playing the 80’s for you today sir, all day. Nothing like a tactical operations center rocking out to the sounds of yesterday….

  2660. Redhawk TOC is playing the 80’s for you today sir, all day. Nothing like a tactical operations center rocking out to the sounds of yesterday….

  2661. Redhawk TOC is playing the 80’s for you today sir, all day. Nothing like a tactical operations center rocking out to the sounds of yesterday….

  2662. i never knew andy, but i have a best friend in iraq right this second. reading his last post brought me to tears, and i had never even known of him till just now. Dumbledore: Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Therefore, I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different countries and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that, and we’ll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true. Right to the very end.

  2663. i never knew andy, but i have a best friend in iraq right this second. reading his last post brought me to tears, and i had never even known of him till just now. Dumbledore: Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Therefore, I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different countries and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that, and we’ll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true. Right to the very end.

  2664. i never knew andy, but i have a best friend in iraq right this second. reading his last post brought me to tears, and i had never even known of him till just now. Dumbledore: Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Therefore, I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different countries and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that, and we’ll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true. Right to the very end.

  2665. From this day to the ending of the world,
    But we in it shall be remembered-
    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
    For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
    Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
    This day shall gentle his condition;
    And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
    Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
    And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
    That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

  2666. From this day to the ending of the world,
    But we in it shall be remembered-
    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
    For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
    Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
    This day shall gentle his condition;
    And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
    Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
    And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
    That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

  2667. From this day to the ending of the world,
    But we in it shall be remembered-
    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
    For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
    Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
    This day shall gentle his condition;
    And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
    Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
    And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
    That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

  2668. I have never read anything from this young man before, but I was very touched by it. I found it both insightful and sad. I have never read anyone’s own obituary before and was pulled in and in some ways still in.
    War is never the answer to anything, it is however, a justified means to survive. Whether or not this War was “the wrong answer” or “justified” is no longer for me to decide.
    Good luck Andy,
    I hope that there is an afterlife!

  2669. I have never read anything from this young man before, but I was very touched by it. I found it both insightful and sad. I have never read anyone’s own obituary before and was pulled in and in some ways still in.
    War is never the answer to anything, it is however, a justified means to survive. Whether or not this War was “the wrong answer” or “justified” is no longer for me to decide.
    Good luck Andy,
    I hope that there is an afterlife!

  2670. I have never read anything from this young man before, but I was very touched by it. I found it both insightful and sad. I have never read anyone’s own obituary before and was pulled in and in some ways still in.
    War is never the answer to anything, it is however, a justified means to survive. Whether or not this War was “the wrong answer” or “justified” is no longer for me to decide.
    Good luck Andy,
    I hope that there is an afterlife!

  2671. Just came over from FARK like so many others. I really regret not knowing about Major Olmsted’s posts before now. God, what a soldier. What an eloquent writer. What an admirable man.
    My sincerest condolences to his family, friends and comrades-in-arms. May his light shine on in those lucky enough to have known him.

  2672. Just came over from FARK like so many others. I really regret not knowing about Major Olmsted’s posts before now. God, what a soldier. What an eloquent writer. What an admirable man.
    My sincerest condolences to his family, friends and comrades-in-arms. May his light shine on in those lucky enough to have known him.

  2673. Just came over from FARK like so many others. I really regret not knowing about Major Olmsted’s posts before now. God, what a soldier. What an eloquent writer. What an admirable man.
    My sincerest condolences to his family, friends and comrades-in-arms. May his light shine on in those lucky enough to have known him.

  2680. Amazing Man and Soldier. My respect and sincere appreciation to Major Olmstead. Rest in Peace…

  2681. Amazing Man and Soldier. My respect and sincere appreciation to Major Olmstead. Rest in Peace…

  2682. Amazing Man and Soldier. My respect and sincere appreciation to Major Olmstead. Rest in Peace…

  2683. This is fucking terrifying; in honesty I haven’t been to this blog until it was posted on Digg for this post in particular.. But it’s extremely freaking sad. Just reading this final blog shows a lot about his character and how brave he really was.

  2684. This is fucking terrifying; in honesty I haven’t been to this blog until it was posted on Digg for this post in particular.. But it’s extremely freaking sad. Just reading this final blog shows a lot about his character and how brave he really was.

  2685. This is fucking terrifying; in honesty I haven’t been to this blog until it was posted on Digg for this post in particular.. But it’s extremely freaking sad. Just reading this final blog shows a lot about his character and how brave he really was.

  2692. I had hoped to meet him while we were over here together, after reading many of his posts, and enjoying his writing. Being a MiTT is the most important job he could have here, and I know that he made a difference. It is an incredibly hard job to do well: the men who do it have to make it up as they go along, because no manual can teach the human, cross-cultural interactions…and when coupled with a warzone and violence, truly remarkable men are needed. From his writings, it is clear that he loved it (as much as you can love anything that takes you away from home), and wanted to help the Iraqis in whatever manner he could.
    Gary, you are the Pitbull friend every man needs, and you are making a difference in policing his memory, and providing the links for everyone else. Thank you.
    My condolences to his wife and family. And thank you for sharing him with us.

  2693. I had hoped to meet him while we were over here together, after reading many of his posts, and enjoying his writing. Being a MiTT is the most important job he could have here, and I know that he made a difference. It is an incredibly hard job to do well: the men who do it have to make it up as they go along, because no manual can teach the human, cross-cultural interactions…and when coupled with a warzone and violence, truly remarkable men are needed. From his writings, it is clear that he loved it (as much as you can love anything that takes you away from home), and wanted to help the Iraqis in whatever manner he could.
    Gary, you are the Pitbull friend every man needs, and you are making a difference in policing his memory, and providing the links for everyone else. Thank you.
    My condolences to his wife and family. And thank you for sharing him with us.

  2694. I had hoped to meet him while we were over here together, after reading many of his posts, and enjoying his writing. Being a MiTT is the most important job he could have here, and I know that he made a difference. It is an incredibly hard job to do well: the men who do it have to make it up as they go along, because no manual can teach the human, cross-cultural interactions…and when coupled with a warzone and violence, truly remarkable men are needed. From his writings, it is clear that he loved it (as much as you can love anything that takes you away from home), and wanted to help the Iraqis in whatever manner he could.
    Gary, you are the Pitbull friend every man needs, and you are making a difference in policing his memory, and providing the links for everyone else. Thank you.
    My condolences to his wife and family. And thank you for sharing him with us.

  2695. The world is smaller for the passing of G’Kar.
    If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth… for understanding. Too often, we assume that the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search – who does not bring a lantern – sees nothing. G’Kar Babylon 5.

  2696. The world is smaller for the passing of G’Kar.
    If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth… for understanding. Too often, we assume that the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search – who does not bring a lantern – sees nothing. G’Kar Babylon 5.

  2697. The world is smaller for the passing of G’Kar.
    If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth… for understanding. Too often, we assume that the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search – who does not bring a lantern – sees nothing. G’Kar Babylon 5.

  2698. Hi, I just discovered this blog today. Though my thoughts on this war tend to be negative, I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead. I am an American of non- native born hispanic parents. My mom has been here for 50 years now and still can’t speak English correctly. But one thing my parents have always had is a deep love and affection for their adopted country complete with American flags all over the house. I can’t help but be reminded that because of the dedication and sacrifice of your son/husband (and many others like him in the past), my parents were able to come to our wonderfull country and live out their potential.
    May you rest in peace soldier. And thank you.

  2699. Hi, I just discovered this blog today. Though my thoughts on this war tend to be negative, I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead. I am an American of non- native born hispanic parents. My mom has been here for 50 years now and still can’t speak English correctly. But one thing my parents have always had is a deep love and affection for their adopted country complete with American flags all over the house. I can’t help but be reminded that because of the dedication and sacrifice of your son/husband (and many others like him in the past), my parents were able to come to our wonderfull country and live out their potential.
    May you rest in peace soldier. And thank you.

  2700. Hi, I just discovered this blog today. Though my thoughts on this war tend to be negative, I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead. I am an American of non- native born hispanic parents. My mom has been here for 50 years now and still can’t speak English correctly. But one thing my parents have always had is a deep love and affection for their adopted country complete with American flags all over the house. I can’t help but be reminded that because of the dedication and sacrifice of your son/husband (and many others like him in the past), my parents were able to come to our wonderfull country and live out their potential.
    May you rest in peace soldier. And thank you.

  2704. “Go tell the Spartans,
    Stranger passing by,
    That here, obedient to their laws,
    we lie.”
    -Inscription at Thermopylae
    In his attempt at political neutrality, it seemed I saw these words. From 2,500 years ago, they remain relevant both to those who fall and those who passively or actively ensured that fall.
    He is cradled in the arms of the Universe now. Would that we had had him among us even a short time longer.
    Peace.

  2705. “Go tell the Spartans,
    Stranger passing by,
    That here, obedient to their laws,
    we lie.”
    -Inscription at Thermopylae
    In his attempt at political neutrality, it seemed I saw these words. From 2,500 years ago, they remain relevant both to those who fall and those who passively or actively ensured that fall.
    He is cradled in the arms of the Universe now. Would that we had had him among us even a short time longer.
    Peace.

  2706. “Go tell the Spartans,
    Stranger passing by,
    That here, obedient to their laws,
    we lie.”
    -Inscription at Thermopylae
    In his attempt at political neutrality, it seemed I saw these words. From 2,500 years ago, they remain relevant both to those who fall and those who passively or actively ensured that fall.
    He is cradled in the arms of the Universe now. Would that we had had him among us even a short time longer.
    Peace.

  2707. I’m a stranger here…so my introduction to Andy Olmsted is belated and one-sided.
    A granite monument would be too ostentatious, and a marble headstone entirely too small, to contain, engraved, these “last words” of a human being, a man, an American, and a soldier, who honored the contract he made with our country – whether for good or bad or, in the end, for Andy Olmsted, for all.
    My condolences go out to those who knew and loved him.

  2708. I’m a stranger here…so my introduction to Andy Olmsted is belated and one-sided.
    A granite monument would be too ostentatious, and a marble headstone entirely too small, to contain, engraved, these “last words” of a human being, a man, an American, and a soldier, who honored the contract he made with our country – whether for good or bad or, in the end, for Andy Olmsted, for all.
    My condolences go out to those who knew and loved him.

  2709. I’m a stranger here…so my introduction to Andy Olmsted is belated and one-sided.
    A granite monument would be too ostentatious, and a marble headstone entirely too small, to contain, engraved, these “last words” of a human being, a man, an American, and a soldier, who honored the contract he made with our country – whether for good or bad or, in the end, for Andy Olmsted, for all.
    My condolences go out to those who knew and loved him.

  2710. Thank you for your sacrifice. Thank you for your words. No other words will fit. All I can say is thank you, and I’m sorry.
    May the Lord bless and keep your family strong. May your wife find peace in your loving words. And may you be enjoying the peace of Heaven.

  2711. Thank you for your sacrifice. Thank you for your words. No other words will fit. All I can say is thank you, and I’m sorry.
    May the Lord bless and keep your family strong. May your wife find peace in your loving words. And may you be enjoying the peace of Heaven.

  2712. Thank you for your sacrifice. Thank you for your words. No other words will fit. All I can say is thank you, and I’m sorry.
    May the Lord bless and keep your family strong. May your wife find peace in your loving words. And may you be enjoying the peace of Heaven.

  2714. When I commented last night at 1:07 AM, I misattributed the comment I was responding to. It was a comment by Vwarb, not by Dan. Sorry, Dan.

  2716. When I commented last night at 1:07 AM, I misattributed the comment I was responding to. It was a comment by Vwarb, not by Dan. Sorry, Dan.

  2718. When I commented last night at 1:07 AM, I misattributed the comment I was responding to. It was a comment by Vwarb, not by Dan. Sorry, Dan.

  2722. I’ve only now just learned of Andy’s passing. I’m very sorry to say that I never had the pleasure or the priveledge of meeting him in person, however I will miss him very much. He was a good friend to me through our corespondence and I hope that I was to him.
    Andy had a compassion and insightfulness rare in the world today. He could always make me smile with a kind word and his *hugs*. He was sweet and kind, funny and wicked. The world is all the poorer for his passing.
    I know he said not to shed tears for him, but as I read the all too brief DOD release about his death, a tear came to my eye. Then as I read his last words, my vision was blurred by tears. However, it wasn’t until I read the outpouring of love for him and support for his family that the tears began to flow freely down my face. For it was then that the realization that I will never meet this wonderful man truly struck home. I’m sorry, Andy…I hope I haven’t let you down.
    To his wife, Amanda, and his family….I have no words other than to say how VERY sorry I am for your loss. Inadequate words belieing heartfelt emotions.

  2723. I’ve only now just learned of Andy’s passing. I’m very sorry to say that I never had the pleasure or the priveledge of meeting him in person, however I will miss him very much. He was a good friend to me through our corespondence and I hope that I was to him.
    Andy had a compassion and insightfulness rare in the world today. He could always make me smile with a kind word and his *hugs*. He was sweet and kind, funny and wicked. The world is all the poorer for his passing.
    I know he said not to shed tears for him, but as I read the all too brief DOD release about his death, a tear came to my eye. Then as I read his last words, my vision was blurred by tears. However, it wasn’t until I read the outpouring of love for him and support for his family that the tears began to flow freely down my face. For it was then that the realization that I will never meet this wonderful man truly struck home. I’m sorry, Andy…I hope I haven’t let you down.
    To his wife, Amanda, and his family….I have no words other than to say how VERY sorry I am for your loss. Inadequate words belieing heartfelt emotions.

  2724. I’ve only now just learned of Andy’s passing. I’m very sorry to say that I never had the pleasure or the priveledge of meeting him in person, however I will miss him very much. He was a good friend to me through our corespondence and I hope that I was to him.
    Andy had a compassion and insightfulness rare in the world today. He could always make me smile with a kind word and his *hugs*. He was sweet and kind, funny and wicked. The world is all the poorer for his passing.
    I know he said not to shed tears for him, but as I read the all too brief DOD release about his death, a tear came to my eye. Then as I read his last words, my vision was blurred by tears. However, it wasn’t until I read the outpouring of love for him and support for his family that the tears began to flow freely down my face. For it was then that the realization that I will never meet this wonderful man truly struck home. I’m sorry, Andy…I hope I haven’t let you down.
    To his wife, Amanda, and his family….I have no words other than to say how VERY sorry I am for your loss. Inadequate words belieing heartfelt emotions.

  2725. Rob: Yes. Well. Now I understand where this country’s priorities lie: watching the NFL playoffs. Disgusting.

  2726. Rob: Yes. Well. Now I understand where this country’s priorities lie: watching the NFL playoffs. Disgusting.

  2727. Rob: Yes. Well. Now I understand where this country’s priorities lie: watching the NFL playoffs. Disgusting.

  2728. My profound sympathy to the major’s family and many many friends. I enjoyed his blogs at the Rocky Mtn News for some time. I’ve not been this disturbed about someone I didn’t know personally since Danny Pearl was murdered. Again, my profound sympathy to those that knew Andrew and the Captain’s family too.

  2729. My profound sympathy to the major’s family and many many friends. I enjoyed his blogs at the Rocky Mtn News for some time. I’ve not been this disturbed about someone I didn’t know personally since Danny Pearl was murdered. Again, my profound sympathy to those that knew Andrew and the Captain’s family too.

  2730. My profound sympathy to the major’s family and many many friends. I enjoyed his blogs at the Rocky Mtn News for some time. I’ve not been this disturbed about someone I didn’t know personally since Danny Pearl was murdered. Again, my profound sympathy to those that knew Andrew and the Captain’s family too.

  2731. An old interview with Andy from 2006.
    He was nice enough to throw me a link in comments.
    I’d almost forgotten what Andrew mentioned here, which was that he’d “been blogging since October 2001.”
    Salute to the guy who got there before I did (in December), as the least of things worth saluting.
    ———-
    I just had a 20 minute conversation with a neighbor about Andy, whom he’d read about in the RMNews.
    “I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted. No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2732. An old interview with Andy from 2006.
    He was nice enough to throw me a link in comments.
    I’d almost forgotten what Andrew mentioned here, which was that he’d “been blogging since October 2001.”
    Salute to the guy who got there before I did (in December), as the least of things worth saluting.
    ———-
    I just had a 20 minute conversation with a neighbor about Andy, whom he’d read about in the RMNews.
    “I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted. No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2733. An old interview with Andy from 2006.
    He was nice enough to throw me a link in comments.
    I’d almost forgotten what Andrew mentioned here, which was that he’d “been blogging since October 2001.”
    Salute to the guy who got there before I did (in December), as the least of things worth saluting.
    ———-
    I just had a 20 minute conversation with a neighbor about Andy, whom he’d read about in the RMNews.
    “I must say that I am in awe of the courage demonstrated
    by Andrew Olmstead”
    Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted. No “a” in “Olmsted.”

  2734. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2735. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2736. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2737. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2738. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2739. Just adding my condolences to the long, long list. May God rest his soul and bring comfort to his family.
    Thank you, sir.
    V/R J West

  2743. My heart goes out to this incredible man’s family and friends what a traggic end to an obviously cherished human being. Rest in Peace.

  2744. My heart goes out to this incredible man’s family and friends what a traggic end to an obviously cherished human being. Rest in Peace.

  2745. My heart goes out to this incredible man’s family and friends what a traggic end to an obviously cherished human being. Rest in Peace.

  2746. It really took me a few mintes to TRY to even come up with the right words…The only thing I can say is that…we should all be like him, really, and try to follow what he said, his reasons and his way of thinking which I find one of the brightest in a long time.
    “Requiescat in Pacem” my friend, you deserve it

  2747. It really took me a few mintes to TRY to even come up with the right words…The only thing I can say is that…we should all be like him, really, and try to follow what he said, his reasons and his way of thinking which I find one of the brightest in a long time.
    “Requiescat in Pacem” my friend, you deserve it

  2748. It really took me a few mintes to TRY to even come up with the right words…The only thing I can say is that…we should all be like him, really, and try to follow what he said, his reasons and his way of thinking which I find one of the brightest in a long time.
    “Requiescat in Pacem” my friend, you deserve it

  2749. We are diminished by his death, but I’m thankful for his contribution. Most of which I and others know through his insightful and heartwarming writing.
    I’m thankful that so many have such noble heart, such great compassion and awe-inspiring honor. I just beg the rest of us the wisdom to spend their precious virtues wisely.
    I will remember him.

  2750. We are diminished by his death, but I’m thankful for his contribution. Most of which I and others know through his insightful and heartwarming writing.
    I’m thankful that so many have such noble heart, such great compassion and awe-inspiring honor. I just beg the rest of us the wisdom to spend their precious virtues wisely.
    I will remember him.

  2751. We are diminished by his death, but I’m thankful for his contribution. Most of which I and others know through his insightful and heartwarming writing.
    I’m thankful that so many have such noble heart, such great compassion and awe-inspiring honor. I just beg the rest of us the wisdom to spend their precious virtues wisely.
    I will remember him.

  2755. Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch

  2756. Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch

  2757. Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch

  2761. Your husband had a heart of gold. Remember him in a good light and be happy of the time you had with him. I’m truley sorry for your pain and wish you the best.
    Nick

  2762. Your husband had a heart of gold. Remember him in a good light and be happy of the time you had with him. I’m truley sorry for your pain and wish you the best.
    Nick

  2763. Your husband had a heart of gold. Remember him in a good light and be happy of the time you had with him. I’m truley sorry for your pain and wish you the best.
    Nick

  2764. Where now the horse and rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
    Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
    Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
    Where is the spring and the harvest and the corn growing?
    They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
    The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
    Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
    Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
    -J.R.R. Tolkien
    My condolences and sorrow to friend and family of Maj. Olmsted.

  2765. Where now the horse and rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
    Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
    Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
    Where is the spring and the harvest and the corn growing?
    They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
    The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
    Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
    Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
    -J.R.R. Tolkien
    My condolences and sorrow to friend and family of Maj. Olmsted.

  2766. Where now the horse and rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
    Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
    Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
    Where is the spring and the harvest and the corn growing?
    They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
    The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
    Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
    Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
    -J.R.R. Tolkien
    My condolences and sorrow to friend and family of Maj. Olmsted.

  2767. I can honestly say i have never read any of your blogs.I can honestly say i have missed much.But i do thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to view this one.It must be your very BEST among many.I believe there should be a few added words in the dictionary you know they add few quite often.But these should be there.UNDER>> INTREGRITY = G’KAR
    UNDER>> LOVE = THE AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG

  2768. I can honestly say i have never read any of your blogs.I can honestly say i have missed much.But i do thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to view this one.It must be your very BEST among many.I believe there should be a few added words in the dictionary you know they add few quite often.But these should be there.UNDER>> INTREGRITY = G’KAR
    UNDER>> LOVE = THE AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG

  2769. I can honestly say i have never read any of your blogs.I can honestly say i have missed much.But i do thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to view this one.It must be your very BEST among many.I believe there should be a few added words in the dictionary you know they add few quite often.But these should be there.UNDER>> INTREGRITY = G’KAR
    UNDER>> LOVE = THE AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG

  2773. Since I always believe in the afterlife for about 45 minutes after someone I know (know OF, in this case) dies:
    G’kar, my man, there is, indeed, a hefty fuckin’ fee.
    Anybody needs me, I’ll be screaming into a pillow for the next couple hours.

  2774. Since I always believe in the afterlife for about 45 minutes after someone I know (know OF, in this case) dies:
    G’kar, my man, there is, indeed, a hefty fuckin’ fee.
    Anybody needs me, I’ll be screaming into a pillow for the next couple hours.

  2775. Since I always believe in the afterlife for about 45 minutes after someone I know (know OF, in this case) dies:
    G’kar, my man, there is, indeed, a hefty fuckin’ fee.
    Anybody needs me, I’ll be screaming into a pillow for the next couple hours.

  2776. “Summoned, I take the place that has been prepared for me. I am Grey. I stand between the candle and the star. We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light.”
    Delenn, All Alone in the Night
    I’m with the Major on the whole afterlife concept, but if there is one, I really do hope that one day when that time comes his wish to see to see his Amanda “in the place where no shadows fall” does happen for them.
    God speed…
    Rest in Peace Major.

  2777. “Summoned, I take the place that has been prepared for me. I am Grey. I stand between the candle and the star. We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light.”
    Delenn, All Alone in the Night
    I’m with the Major on the whole afterlife concept, but if there is one, I really do hope that one day when that time comes his wish to see to see his Amanda “in the place where no shadows fall” does happen for them.
    God speed…
    Rest in Peace Major.

  2778. “Summoned, I take the place that has been prepared for me. I am Grey. I stand between the candle and the star. We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light.”
    Delenn, All Alone in the Night
    I’m with the Major on the whole afterlife concept, but if there is one, I really do hope that one day when that time comes his wish to see to see his Amanda “in the place where no shadows fall” does happen for them.
    God speed…
    Rest in Peace Major.

  2779. I am new to Andy’s blog – in fact Fark sent me here to read his stunning and powerful last words.
    I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them? So they can see that there are intelligent and expressive people in the military who serve their country with honor and have ideas and words and humor that is relevant and important to all of us…

  2780. I am new to Andy’s blog – in fact Fark sent me here to read his stunning and powerful last words.
    I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them? So they can see that there are intelligent and expressive people in the military who serve their country with honor and have ideas and words and humor that is relevant and important to all of us…

  2781. I am new to Andy’s blog – in fact Fark sent me here to read his stunning and powerful last words.
    I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them? So they can see that there are intelligent and expressive people in the military who serve their country with honor and have ideas and words and humor that is relevant and important to all of us…

  2782. My sympathy and condolences to his family and his friends. It takes a remarkable person to be able to commit his life to a cause, even while being free to express skepticism towards and question that cause. Andrew was a true model for our community.

  2783. My sympathy and condolences to his family and his friends. It takes a remarkable person to be able to commit his life to a cause, even while being free to express skepticism towards and question that cause. Andrew was a true model for our community.

  2784. My sympathy and condolences to his family and his friends. It takes a remarkable person to be able to commit his life to a cause, even while being free to express skepticism towards and question that cause. Andrew was a true model for our community.

  2785. I have never written a comment to anything on the web before, but this man’s life and death deserve notice.
    Thank you, Andrew, for the gift of your courage, and the sacrifice of your all. I hope, somehow, that ….. well I just hope.
    May your family find peace.

  2786. I have never written a comment to anything on the web before, but this man’s life and death deserve notice.
    Thank you, Andrew, for the gift of your courage, and the sacrifice of your all. I hope, somehow, that ….. well I just hope.
    May your family find peace.

  2787. I have never written a comment to anything on the web before, but this man’s life and death deserve notice.
    Thank you, Andrew, for the gift of your courage, and the sacrifice of your all. I hope, somehow, that ….. well I just hope.
    May your family find peace.

  2788. “Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch”
    My e-mail address is gary underscore farber at yahoo dot com.
    Knowing that I was in financial problematic land, Andy subscribed to my blog with donations, and was going to hit my PayPal account to reimburse me for disks when I let him know how many I was mailing which is what didn’t happen just hours before he died.
    I’d be very happy indeed to dupe any movies for personal use possible for Andy’s fellows and unit/troop on the same basis. Write me and we’ll talk the details, which are pretty simple. I can’t violate copyright laws, but sending Andy personal copies for personal use, which he might happen to view with friends is perfectly legal.
    I chose movies for Andy on the basis of what I knew about his taste, and what I thought might be enjoyed by his unit. I couldn’t be more glad if the least I could do was finally fulfill that goddamned incomplete effort.
    It seemed such a small thing. And Andy seemed so grateful, when I thought it was the most obvious thing in the world that anyone and everyone would be offering to do him and his favors like that.
    His words on December 20th to me:

    Gary,
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]
    As far as specific movies, anything new would be great, since the only new movies we can see over here are those illegally produced by the
    local nationals, and they’re of very low quality.
    As far as price, just let me know what your expenses are as they accrue, and I’ll hit your PayPal account.
    Thanks much. Hope all is well with you, and that your fund drive is going well.

    I wish I had the obvious idea earlier, but it was only a few days before Christmas that I realized Andy had said he’d not seen the B5 movie of months ago, and that he said he had no opportunity to see recent movies, and so I suddenly thought — so late, so very late — of offering to send copies of DVDs. Not in enough time to get them there for Christmas, but in time to get them there, perhaps, at least a week or two later.
    All too late.

  2789. “Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch”
    My e-mail address is gary underscore farber at yahoo dot com.
    Knowing that I was in financial problematic land, Andy subscribed to my blog with donations, and was going to hit my PayPal account to reimburse me for disks when I let him know how many I was mailing which is what didn’t happen just hours before he died.
    I’d be very happy indeed to dupe any movies for personal use possible for Andy’s fellows and unit/troop on the same basis. Write me and we’ll talk the details, which are pretty simple. I can’t violate copyright laws, but sending Andy personal copies for personal use, which he might happen to view with friends is perfectly legal.
    I chose movies for Andy on the basis of what I knew about his taste, and what I thought might be enjoyed by his unit. I couldn’t be more glad if the least I could do was finally fulfill that goddamned incomplete effort.
    It seemed such a small thing. And Andy seemed so grateful, when I thought it was the most obvious thing in the world that anyone and everyone would be offering to do him and his favors like that.
    His words on December 20th to me:

    Gary,
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]
    As far as specific movies, anything new would be great, since the only new movies we can see over here are those illegally produced by the
    local nationals, and they’re of very low quality.
    As far as price, just let me know what your expenses are as they accrue, and I’ll hit your PayPal account.
    Thanks much. Hope all is well with you, and that your fund drive is going well.

    I wish I had the obvious idea earlier, but it was only a few days before Christmas that I realized Andy had said he’d not seen the B5 movie of months ago, and that he said he had no opportunity to see recent movies, and so I suddenly thought — so late, so very late — of offering to send copies of DVDs. Not in enough time to get them there for Christmas, but in time to get them there, perhaps, at least a week or two later.
    All too late.

  2790. “Gary Farber–
    I’m in contact with Andy’s team and working to get a better address for you to send the DVDs–if you still want to.Let me know how to contact you, or maybe hilzoy can send you my e-mail. EJ Niksch”
    My e-mail address is gary underscore farber at yahoo dot com.
    Knowing that I was in financial problematic land, Andy subscribed to my blog with donations, and was going to hit my PayPal account to reimburse me for disks when I let him know how many I was mailing which is what didn’t happen just hours before he died.
    I’d be very happy indeed to dupe any movies for personal use possible for Andy’s fellows and unit/troop on the same basis. Write me and we’ll talk the details, which are pretty simple. I can’t violate copyright laws, but sending Andy personal copies for personal use, which he might happen to view with friends is perfectly legal.
    I chose movies for Andy on the basis of what I knew about his taste, and what I thought might be enjoyed by his unit. I couldn’t be more glad if the least I could do was finally fulfill that goddamned incomplete effort.
    It seemed such a small thing. And Andy seemed so grateful, when I thought it was the most obvious thing in the world that anyone and everyone would be offering to do him and his favors like that.
    His words on December 20th to me:

    Gary,
    [Paragraph deleted by The Management.]
    As far as specific movies, anything new would be great, since the only new movies we can see over here are those illegally produced by the
    local nationals, and they’re of very low quality.
    As far as price, just let me know what your expenses are as they accrue, and I’ll hit your PayPal account.
    Thanks much. Hope all is well with you, and that your fund drive is going well.

    I wish I had the obvious idea earlier, but it was only a few days before Christmas that I realized Andy had said he’d not seen the B5 movie of months ago, and that he said he had no opportunity to see recent movies, and so I suddenly thought — so late, so very late — of offering to send copies of DVDs. Not in enough time to get them there for Christmas, but in time to get them there, perhaps, at least a week or two later.
    All too late.

  2794. I have never read anything written by this man before. I had never heard his name until today.
    And now I’m crying on my laptop.
    That’s just… well damn. I cannot say I will miss him, but what I can say, after having read his letter, is that I will miss the existence of an intelligent and strongly principled man in this world.

  2795. I have never read anything written by this man before. I had never heard his name until today.
    And now I’m crying on my laptop.
    That’s just… well damn. I cannot say I will miss him, but what I can say, after having read his letter, is that I will miss the existence of an intelligent and strongly principled man in this world.

  2796. I have never read anything written by this man before. I had never heard his name until today.
    And now I’m crying on my laptop.
    That’s just… well damn. I cannot say I will miss him, but what I can say, after having read his letter, is that I will miss the existence of an intelligent and strongly principled man in this world.

  2797. I’ll attempt to take this opportunity, at Andy’s suggestion, to try to understand the pain of all of the millions who’ve suffered before him. He understood this and wanted to impart this to those who knew or read him. He lived it before it took his life.
    To the millions, and to Andy Olmsted and his family, and those who loved him, and to those who loved those millions, that they’ll not remain statistics any longer.

  2798. I’ll attempt to take this opportunity, at Andy’s suggestion, to try to understand the pain of all of the millions who’ve suffered before him. He understood this and wanted to impart this to those who knew or read him. He lived it before it took his life.
    To the millions, and to Andy Olmsted and his family, and those who loved him, and to those who loved those millions, that they’ll not remain statistics any longer.

  2799. I’ll attempt to take this opportunity, at Andy’s suggestion, to try to understand the pain of all of the millions who’ve suffered before him. He understood this and wanted to impart this to those who knew or read him. He lived it before it took his life.
    To the millions, and to Andy Olmsted and his family, and those who loved him, and to those who loved those millions, that they’ll not remain statistics any longer.

  2800. Gary–what about 3:28 by hannabanana?
    And please interpret ALL foreign language messages to make sure they are not offensive.Thanks.

  2801. Gary–what about 3:28 by hannabanana?
    And please interpret ALL foreign language messages to make sure they are not offensive.Thanks.

  2802. Gary–what about 3:28 by hannabanana?
    And please interpret ALL foreign language messages to make sure they are not offensive.Thanks.

  2803. An earlier exchange, which I’m reasonably sure isn’t a violation of privacy, and neither do I wish to bring further attention to me, rather than Andrew, but to bring deserved attention to Andrew; this was from August:

    […] Gary,
    Sorry for the delay in responding. I’m a lousy correspondent… [clause removed by The Management.]
    My Mac plays DVDs. I have no idea if it will play double layer DVDs, but I suspect that it would. It has, after all, a ‘SuperDrive,’ which presumably means it’s very spiffy. (That’s a technical term.) So if you’d like, I certainly wouldn’t turn down some things to watch. Things
    can get remarkably boring here. 🙂
    You can reach me at:

    Etc.
    I don’t know why we can’t supply our troops with modern amusement on their fronts — is it too much to throw out some Wiis and DVDs out there, but the idea that a truly stupid and obvious thing had occurred to me that I could help Andy and his unit with made me run to copy 14 disks, and then plan to do the rest of the Wire, and a whole lot more.
    It’s not exactly going to change the war for anyone, but anyway.
    In an entirely different set of email exchanges, I see looking at my files, that Andy wrote me on August 28th, in reply to my fears of disagreeing with him now that he was finally in the field of combat:

    I sincerely doubt there is anything you can say about the mission that could possibly make me doubt my mission that could be worse that what the Iraqis do regularly to undermine my confidence. This is a frustrating job, and some days I’m ready to vote Kucinch just to get us
    all the Hell out of here. But then I remember the Ron Paul is running, too. 😉
    Don’t sweat the small stuff. I’ll try to keep my cool; and I think I have, other than with [NAME DELETED], whose comments seem calculated to be as rude and dismissive as possible. But that’s just my opinion.
    Off to go for a drive. We’ll stay alert.

    I know he was always alert.

  2804. An earlier exchange, which I’m reasonably sure isn’t a violation of privacy, and neither do I wish to bring further attention to me, rather than Andrew, but to bring deserved attention to Andrew; this was from August:

    […] Gary,
    Sorry for the delay in responding. I’m a lousy correspondent… [clause removed by The Management.]
    My Mac plays DVDs. I have no idea if it will play double layer DVDs, but I suspect that it would. It has, after all, a ‘SuperDrive,’ which presumably means it’s very spiffy. (That’s a technical term.) So if you’d like, I certainly wouldn’t turn down some things to watch. Things
    can get remarkably boring here. 🙂
    You can reach me at:

    Etc.
    I don’t know why we can’t supply our troops with modern amusement on their fronts — is it too much to throw out some Wiis and DVDs out there, but the idea that a truly stupid and obvious thing had occurred to me that I could help Andy and his unit with made me run to copy 14 disks, and then plan to do the rest of the Wire, and a whole lot more.
    It’s not exactly going to change the war for anyone, but anyway.
    In an entirely different set of email exchanges, I see looking at my files, that Andy wrote me on August 28th, in reply to my fears of disagreeing with him now that he was finally in the field of combat:

    I sincerely doubt there is anything you can say about the mission that could possibly make me doubt my mission that could be worse that what the Iraqis do regularly to undermine my confidence. This is a frustrating job, and some days I’m ready to vote Kucinch just to get us
    all the Hell out of here. But then I remember the Ron Paul is running, too. 😉
    Don’t sweat the small stuff. I’ll try to keep my cool; and I think I have, other than with [NAME DELETED], whose comments seem calculated to be as rude and dismissive as possible. But that’s just my opinion.
    Off to go for a drive. We’ll stay alert.

    I know he was always alert.

  2805. An earlier exchange, which I’m reasonably sure isn’t a violation of privacy, and neither do I wish to bring further attention to me, rather than Andrew, but to bring deserved attention to Andrew; this was from August:

    […] Gary,
    Sorry for the delay in responding. I’m a lousy correspondent… [clause removed by The Management.]
    My Mac plays DVDs. I have no idea if it will play double layer DVDs, but I suspect that it would. It has, after all, a ‘SuperDrive,’ which presumably means it’s very spiffy. (That’s a technical term.) So if you’d like, I certainly wouldn’t turn down some things to watch. Things
    can get remarkably boring here. 🙂
    You can reach me at:

    Etc.
    I don’t know why we can’t supply our troops with modern amusement on their fronts — is it too much to throw out some Wiis and DVDs out there, but the idea that a truly stupid and obvious thing had occurred to me that I could help Andy and his unit with made me run to copy 14 disks, and then plan to do the rest of the Wire, and a whole lot more.
    It’s not exactly going to change the war for anyone, but anyway.
    In an entirely different set of email exchanges, I see looking at my files, that Andy wrote me on August 28th, in reply to my fears of disagreeing with him now that he was finally in the field of combat:

    I sincerely doubt there is anything you can say about the mission that could possibly make me doubt my mission that could be worse that what the Iraqis do regularly to undermine my confidence. This is a frustrating job, and some days I’m ready to vote Kucinch just to get us
    all the Hell out of here. But then I remember the Ron Paul is running, too. 😉
    Don’t sweat the small stuff. I’ll try to keep my cool; and I think I have, other than with [NAME DELETED], whose comments seem calculated to be as rude and dismissive as possible. But that’s just my opinion.
    Off to go for a drive. We’ll stay alert.

    I know he was always alert.

  2809. “I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them?”
    I don’t speak for Andy in the slightest, faintest, remotest way — I just have a big mouth in the written fashion — but I’m entirely sure nothing would make him happier.
    If Andy’s words made it into schools and newspapers and whatever that lived on beyond him: man, that’s the best possible memorial that I believe he’d ever want. If his last post were still read by a few people in a hundred years, I think he’d be convinced that he’d have made a difference.
    I can’t think of a better memorial. I’m pretty darn sure that rather than a statute, Andy would be thrilled to have any of his words remembered.

  2810. “I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them?”
    I don’t speak for Andy in the slightest, faintest, remotest way — I just have a big mouth in the written fashion — but I’m entirely sure nothing would make him happier.
    If Andy’s words made it into schools and newspapers and whatever that lived on beyond him: man, that’s the best possible memorial that I believe he’d ever want. If his last post were still read by a few people in a hundred years, I think he’d be convinced that he’d have made a difference.
    I can’t think of a better memorial. I’m pretty darn sure that rather than a statute, Andy would be thrilled to have any of his words remembered.

  2811. “I am also a high school English teacher with students who wonder why they need to express themselves in writing when they are “just going into the military.” Would it be OK to share Maj. Olmsted’s writing with them?”
    I don’t speak for Andy in the slightest, faintest, remotest way — I just have a big mouth in the written fashion — but I’m entirely sure nothing would make him happier.
    If Andy’s words made it into schools and newspapers and whatever that lived on beyond him: man, that’s the best possible memorial that I believe he’d ever want. If his last post were still read by a few people in a hundred years, I think he’d be convinced that he’d have made a difference.
    I can’t think of a better memorial. I’m pretty darn sure that rather than a statute, Andy would be thrilled to have any of his words remembered.

  2812. His life was gentle; and the elements
    So mix’d in him that Nature might stand up
    And say to all the world, “This was a man!”
    –William Shakespeare
    Julius Caesar Act V, Scene v

  2813. His life was gentle; and the elements
    So mix’d in him that Nature might stand up
    And say to all the world, “This was a man!”
    –William Shakespeare
    Julius Caesar Act V, Scene v

  2814. His life was gentle; and the elements
    So mix’d in him that Nature might stand up
    And say to all the world, “This was a man!”
    –William Shakespeare
    Julius Caesar Act V, Scene v

  2815. To MAJ Olmstead’s family:
    Although neither the written nor the spoken word can lift your grief even for a moment,
    please know that we know, he was among our best, representing what is best in us. Those of us who knew him through his blogging, know that of him and will remember him as we remember our other friends who will be forever young in our memories. That we can promise.
    — Bert Hernandez

  2816. To MAJ Olmstead’s family:
    Although neither the written nor the spoken word can lift your grief even for a moment,
    please know that we know, he was among our best, representing what is best in us. Those of us who knew him through his blogging, know that of him and will remember him as we remember our other friends who will be forever young in our memories. That we can promise.
    — Bert Hernandez

  2817. To MAJ Olmstead’s family:
    Although neither the written nor the spoken word can lift your grief even for a moment,
    please know that we know, he was among our best, representing what is best in us. Those of us who knew him through his blogging, know that of him and will remember him as we remember our other friends who will be forever young in our memories. That we can promise.
    — Bert Hernandez

  2824. Gary,
    As to making personal copies for personal use of dvds you own, you might want to check up on the legality since the RIAA and major motion picture companies have already sued and testified before Congress alleging that even that is illegal.

  2825. Gary,
    As to making personal copies for personal use of dvds you own, you might want to check up on the legality since the RIAA and major motion picture companies have already sued and testified before Congress alleging that even that is illegal.

  2826. Gary,
    As to making personal copies for personal use of dvds you own, you might want to check up on the legality since the RIAA and major motion picture companies have already sued and testified before Congress alleging that even that is illegal.

  2827. I cry not for him, but those who will not read this, and those who do but do not fully understand. Many lives are lost, but few of us will have the ability to understand life the way this man has. Translated into any language all human beings can learn something from these writings, not living on his word but understanding them, furthermore understanding their own lives in respect to all lives.
    Life Shall be lived, Chances taken
    Regrets will not be won
    Free yourself for mental slavery
    The truly free man is not longer living
    You cry for him who is no longer with us
    I cry for those of us who have not met
    Nor understood he who has died
    R.I.P.

  2828. I cry not for him, but those who will not read this, and those who do but do not fully understand. Many lives are lost, but few of us will have the ability to understand life the way this man has. Translated into any language all human beings can learn something from these writings, not living on his word but understanding them, furthermore understanding their own lives in respect to all lives.
    Life Shall be lived, Chances taken
    Regrets will not be won
    Free yourself for mental slavery
    The truly free man is not longer living
    You cry for him who is no longer with us
    I cry for those of us who have not met
    Nor understood he who has died
    R.I.P.

  2829. I cry not for him, but those who will not read this, and those who do but do not fully understand. Many lives are lost, but few of us will have the ability to understand life the way this man has. Translated into any language all human beings can learn something from these writings, not living on his word but understanding them, furthermore understanding their own lives in respect to all lives.
    Life Shall be lived, Chances taken
    Regrets will not be won
    Free yourself for mental slavery
    The truly free man is not longer living
    You cry for him who is no longer with us
    I cry for those of us who have not met
    Nor understood he who has died
    R.I.P.

  2830. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    A bright Star burns in the firmament this night. Let us all pray its Spirit is never extinguished, and we all remember with each approach of dusk.

  2831. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    A bright Star burns in the firmament this night. Let us all pray its Spirit is never extinguished, and we all remember with each approach of dusk.

  2832. For the third time since last night, I return… read the responses… wipe fresh tears from my eyes.
    A bright Star burns in the firmament this night. Let us all pray its Spirit is never extinguished, and we all remember with each approach of dusk.

  2833. Yesterday I stood along the street and saluted the funeral procession of Senior Airman Nick Eischen (12/24/2007 in Bagram Air Base, Afghanistan).
    Today I read this.
    And today, the old MCPO cried. The losses are getting harder, even when you don’t know them.
    Rest in peace.

  2834. Yesterday I stood along the street and saluted the funeral procession of Senior Airman Nick Eischen (12/24/2007 in Bagram Air Base, Afghanistan).
    Today I read this.
    And today, the old MCPO cried. The losses are getting harder, even when you don’t know them.
    Rest in peace.

  2835. Yesterday I stood along the street and saluted the funeral procession of Senior Airman Nick Eischen (12/24/2007 in Bagram Air Base, Afghanistan).
    Today I read this.
    And today, the old MCPO cried. The losses are getting harder, even when you don’t know them.
    Rest in peace.

  2836. Andy was my cousin and you may have read a post I made last night on his blog area. It means so much to be able to see he touched so many lives and it doesn’t surprise me either. Even though he was a little younger than me I knew Andy was special. Andy wasn’t the first person I’ve lost. My father, my grandmothers, grandfathers, uncle, etc but for some reason I just can’t accept his death. I keep thinking this is a terrible nightmare I’ll wake up from.
    The post that referenced Star Trek:TNG was right on target for me. My thoughts are not of Andy, but for myself. I keep thinking how empty my life will be without his presence.
    I keep remembering Andy at different points in our lives and the thing I remember the most was the grin he had, the arched brow, the way he seemed to wait for you to debate with him, always a twinkle in his eye.
    The one thing I remember about Andy, who was one of the most intelligent people I have ever known, was the way he would educate you about something and never ever make you feel stupid. He made you think, he made you smile, he made his point but he never made me feel like an idiot.
    Andy was a class act and a beautiful person.

  2837. Andy was my cousin and you may have read a post I made last night on his blog area. It means so much to be able to see he touched so many lives and it doesn’t surprise me either. Even though he was a little younger than me I knew Andy was special. Andy wasn’t the first person I’ve lost. My father, my grandmothers, grandfathers, uncle, etc but for some reason I just can’t accept his death. I keep thinking this is a terrible nightmare I’ll wake up from.
    The post that referenced Star Trek:TNG was right on target for me. My thoughts are not of Andy, but for myself. I keep thinking how empty my life will be without his presence.
    I keep remembering Andy at different points in our lives and the thing I remember the most was the grin he had, the arched brow, the way he seemed to wait for you to debate with him, always a twinkle in his eye.
    The one thing I remember about Andy, who was one of the most intelligent people I have ever known, was the way he would educate you about something and never ever make you feel stupid. He made you think, he made you smile, he made his point but he never made me feel like an idiot.
    Andy was a class act and a beautiful person.

  2838. Andy was my cousin and you may have read a post I made last night on his blog area. It means so much to be able to see he touched so many lives and it doesn’t surprise me either. Even though he was a little younger than me I knew Andy was special. Andy wasn’t the first person I’ve lost. My father, my grandmothers, grandfathers, uncle, etc but for some reason I just can’t accept his death. I keep thinking this is a terrible nightmare I’ll wake up from.
    The post that referenced Star Trek:TNG was right on target for me. My thoughts are not of Andy, but for myself. I keep thinking how empty my life will be without his presence.
    I keep remembering Andy at different points in our lives and the thing I remember the most was the grin he had, the arched brow, the way he seemed to wait for you to debate with him, always a twinkle in his eye.
    The one thing I remember about Andy, who was one of the most intelligent people I have ever known, was the way he would educate you about something and never ever make you feel stupid. He made you think, he made you smile, he made his point but he never made me feel like an idiot.
    Andy was a class act and a beautiful person.

  2839. Big NEW YORK POST headline. Andy would like the headline:

    DEAD SOLDIER AT HIS ‘POST’
    By TODD VENEZIA
    HERO’S WORDS:Maj. Andrew Olmsted had a pal post his last blog entry, in which he asked loved ones to stay positive. He was slain Thursday in Baghdad.
    January 5, 2008 — A soldier killed this weekin Iraq is speaking from beyond the grave -through a lengthy blog posting he left behind in which he asks for people not to cry, recalls his love for his wife and meditates on the importance of doing one’s duty.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else to be maudlin,” wrote Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 38, a member of the 1st Infantry Division who was shot to death Thursday in Baghdad.
    CLICK HERE TO READ THE DEAD HERO’S FINAL POST
    Olmsted – a prolific blogger who kept his own site and wrote regularly for the Web site of his home- state paper, Denver’s Rocky Mountain News – wrote with humor and bravery, and had a friend post a prepared statement on andrewolmsted.com after his death.
    “I’m dead,” he said in his final message. “That sucks, at least for me and my family and friends. But all the tears in the world aren’t going to bring me back, so I would prefer that people remember the good things about me rather than mourning my loss. (If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.)”
    Olmsted was a career military man who had been in the Army since 1992. In his final message, he talked about the job of a solider to protect freedom and asked that instead of mourning his death, people listen to his favorite music.
    “Put on a little ’80s music… grab a Coke and have a drink with me. If you have it, throw ‘Freedom Isn’t Free’ from the ‘Team America’ soundtrack in; if you can’t laugh at that song, you need to lighten up a little.”
    He ended by talking of his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson.
    “This is the hardest part,” he wrote. “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries. That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me, and while a cynic might observe she’s better off, I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her, and I would give almost anything if she would not have to bear it.”
    Less than 24 hours after the posting was picked up by a blog called Obsidian Wings, it drew 162 pages worth of comments from users around the world – many lead with “Oh, my God” and “I am sitting here crying at my desk.”

    Now standard picture included, and expected trolling comments on the accompanying discussion links, along with a link to andrewolmsted.com
    The NY Post points here, naming and quoting Obsidian Wings. It’s the 21st century.
    It gets better and worse by the hour, doesn’t it? You start to adjust to the real, and start to feel you’re coping, and then it hits you again. In and out. Up and down.
    I’ve done the trip before, but the freshness sucks, and always endlessly worse for those most close and new to that.
    [edited by mgmt to remove inadvertantly posted material]

  2840. Big NEW YORK POST headline. Andy would like the headline:

    DEAD SOLDIER AT HIS ‘POST’
    By TODD VENEZIA
    HERO’S WORDS:Maj. Andrew Olmsted had a pal post his last blog entry, in which he asked loved ones to stay positive. He was slain Thursday in Baghdad.
    January 5, 2008 — A soldier killed this weekin Iraq is speaking from beyond the grave -through a lengthy blog posting he left behind in which he asks for people not to cry, recalls his love for his wife and meditates on the importance of doing one’s duty.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else to be maudlin,” wrote Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 38, a member of the 1st Infantry Division who was shot to death Thursday in Baghdad.
    CLICK HERE TO READ THE DEAD HERO’S FINAL POST
    Olmsted – a prolific blogger who kept his own site and wrote regularly for the Web site of his home- state paper, Denver’s Rocky Mountain News – wrote with humor and bravery, and had a friend post a prepared statement on andrewolmsted.com after his death.
    “I’m dead,” he said in his final message. “That sucks, at least for me and my family and friends. But all the tears in the world aren’t going to bring me back, so I would prefer that people remember the good things about me rather than mourning my loss. (If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.)”
    Olmsted was a career military man who had been in the Army since 1992. In his final message, he talked about the job of a solider to protect freedom and asked that instead of mourning his death, people listen to his favorite music.
    “Put on a little ’80s music… grab a Coke and have a drink with me. If you have it, throw ‘Freedom Isn’t Free’ from the ‘Team America’ soundtrack in; if you can’t laugh at that song, you need to lighten up a little.”
    He ended by talking of his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson.
    “This is the hardest part,” he wrote. “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries. That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me, and while a cynic might observe she’s better off, I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her, and I would give almost anything if she would not have to bear it.”
    Less than 24 hours after the posting was picked up by a blog called Obsidian Wings, it drew 162 pages worth of comments from users around the world – many lead with “Oh, my God” and “I am sitting here crying at my desk.”

    Now standard picture included, and expected trolling comments on the accompanying discussion links, along with a link to andrewolmsted.com
    The NY Post points here, naming and quoting Obsidian Wings. It’s the 21st century.
    It gets better and worse by the hour, doesn’t it? You start to adjust to the real, and start to feel you’re coping, and then it hits you again. In and out. Up and down.
    I’ve done the trip before, but the freshness sucks, and always endlessly worse for those most close and new to that.
    [edited by mgmt to remove inadvertantly posted material]

  2841. Big NEW YORK POST headline. Andy would like the headline:

    DEAD SOLDIER AT HIS ‘POST’
    By TODD VENEZIA
    HERO’S WORDS:Maj. Andrew Olmsted had a pal post his last blog entry, in which he asked loved ones to stay positive. He was slain Thursday in Baghdad.
    January 5, 2008 — A soldier killed this weekin Iraq is speaking from beyond the grave -through a lengthy blog posting he left behind in which he asks for people not to cry, recalls his love for his wife and meditates on the importance of doing one’s duty.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else to be maudlin,” wrote Maj. Andrew Olmsted, 38, a member of the 1st Infantry Division who was shot to death Thursday in Baghdad.
    CLICK HERE TO READ THE DEAD HERO’S FINAL POST
    Olmsted – a prolific blogger who kept his own site and wrote regularly for the Web site of his home- state paper, Denver’s Rocky Mountain News – wrote with humor and bravery, and had a friend post a prepared statement on andrewolmsted.com after his death.
    “I’m dead,” he said in his final message. “That sucks, at least for me and my family and friends. But all the tears in the world aren’t going to bring me back, so I would prefer that people remember the good things about me rather than mourning my loss. (If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.)”
    Olmsted was a career military man who had been in the Army since 1992. In his final message, he talked about the job of a solider to protect freedom and asked that instead of mourning his death, people listen to his favorite music.
    “Put on a little ’80s music… grab a Coke and have a drink with me. If you have it, throw ‘Freedom Isn’t Free’ from the ‘Team America’ soundtrack in; if you can’t laugh at that song, you need to lighten up a little.”
    He ended by talking of his wife of 10 years, Amanda Wilson.
    “This is the hardest part,” he wrote. “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries. That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me, and while a cynic might observe she’s better off, I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her, and I would give almost anything if she would not have to bear it.”
    Less than 24 hours after the posting was picked up by a blog called Obsidian Wings, it drew 162 pages worth of comments from users around the world – many lead with “Oh, my God” and “I am sitting here crying at my desk.”

    Now standard picture included, and expected trolling comments on the accompanying discussion links, along with a link to andrewolmsted.com
    The NY Post points here, naming and quoting Obsidian Wings. It’s the 21st century.
    It gets better and worse by the hour, doesn’t it? You start to adjust to the real, and start to feel you’re coping, and then it hits you again. In and out. Up and down.
    I’ve done the trip before, but the freshness sucks, and always endlessly worse for those most close and new to that.
    [edited by mgmt to remove inadvertantly posted material]

  2842. Huge apologies that I’d thought I’d cut out the unnecessary crap from the NY POST quote, but I obviously carelessly failed. Crap. I’m sorry. There are always jerks out there.

  2843. Huge apologies that I’d thought I’d cut out the unnecessary crap from the NY POST quote, but I obviously carelessly failed. Crap. I’m sorry. There are always jerks out there.

  2844. Huge apologies that I’d thought I’d cut out the unnecessary crap from the NY POST quote, but I obviously carelessly failed. Crap. I’m sorry. There are always jerks out there.

  2845. First of all, my condolences go out to his family and freinds. It is never easy to loose a family member or a freind and that pain never goes away, but over time the pain subsides and the the memories come flooding through. I lost some very close friends while I was over there and it still gets to me some times but I try to remember them the way they were before there demise and not the way they were taken. That is the best way I have found to deal with this situation. I wish you all the best of luck and my heart goes out to you in this time of morning.

  2846. First of all, my condolences go out to his family and freinds. It is never easy to loose a family member or a freind and that pain never goes away, but over time the pain subsides and the the memories come flooding through. I lost some very close friends while I was over there and it still gets to me some times but I try to remember them the way they were before there demise and not the way they were taken. That is the best way I have found to deal with this situation. I wish you all the best of luck and my heart goes out to you in this time of morning.

  2847. First of all, my condolences go out to his family and freinds. It is never easy to loose a family member or a freind and that pain never goes away, but over time the pain subsides and the the memories come flooding through. I lost some very close friends while I was over there and it still gets to me some times but I try to remember them the way they were before there demise and not the way they were taken. That is the best way I have found to deal with this situation. I wish you all the best of luck and my heart goes out to you in this time of morning.

  2851. Soldier–you made it back from that hellhole alive and you’re here trying to ameliorate other people’s pain?
    Man, I hope you guys never figure out how much we don’t deserve you. Not that y’all would act accordingly anyway.

  2852. Soldier–you made it back from that hellhole alive and you’re here trying to ameliorate other people’s pain?
    Man, I hope you guys never figure out how much we don’t deserve you. Not that y’all would act accordingly anyway.

  2853. Soldier–you made it back from that hellhole alive and you’re here trying to ameliorate other people’s pain?
    Man, I hope you guys never figure out how much we don’t deserve you. Not that y’all would act accordingly anyway.

  2860. Gkar did not have the second chance for his life. But, he gave the second chance to everyone who read this message. I don’t know this is the way he wanted to carry on on his message. But from his experiences we must, like all the encounters in our lives, bring a reason to what we do. [sentences deleted by management]

  2861. Gkar did not have the second chance for his life. But, he gave the second chance to everyone who read this message. I don’t know this is the way he wanted to carry on on his message. But from his experiences we must, like all the encounters in our lives, bring a reason to what we do. [sentences deleted by management]

  2862. Gkar did not have the second chance for his life. But, he gave the second chance to everyone who read this message. I don’t know this is the way he wanted to carry on on his message. But from his experiences we must, like all the encounters in our lives, bring a reason to what we do. [sentences deleted by management]

  2884. First time I’ve read anything G’Kar had written and in this one reading I know someone Special has passed-on. Blessings to his family and friends, you are blessed to have had someone like G’Kar in your lives.

  2885. First time I’ve read anything G’Kar had written and in this one reading I know someone Special has passed-on. Blessings to his family and friends, you are blessed to have had someone like G’Kar in your lives.

  2886. First time I’ve read anything G’Kar had written and in this one reading I know someone Special has passed-on. Blessings to his family and friends, you are blessed to have had someone like G’Kar in your lives.

  2887. Andy, you are just as dead as those thousands of soldiers who died every day 64 years ago, but all their loved ones at home got was one simple message:”We are sorry to inform you that your son/husbsnd/father was missing in action and is presumed dead.”
    Millions of people enjoy freedom and peace today because of their sacrifice. We hope that your sacrifice may contribute to peace in that part of the world which has seldom known peace.

  2888. Andy, you are just as dead as those thousands of soldiers who died every day 64 years ago, but all their loved ones at home got was one simple message:”We are sorry to inform you that your son/husbsnd/father was missing in action and is presumed dead.”
    Millions of people enjoy freedom and peace today because of their sacrifice. We hope that your sacrifice may contribute to peace in that part of the world which has seldom known peace.

  2889. Andy, you are just as dead as those thousands of soldiers who died every day 64 years ago, but all their loved ones at home got was one simple message:”We are sorry to inform you that your son/husbsnd/father was missing in action and is presumed dead.”
    Millions of people enjoy freedom and peace today because of their sacrifice. We hope that your sacrifice may contribute to peace in that part of the world which has seldom known peace.

  2890. Jes’s links to three of Andrew’s posts here are excellent.
    Andrew wrote many fine posts at his various sites. Pointing to more of them, with descriptions, is a good project.

  2891. Jes’s links to three of Andrew’s posts here are excellent.
    Andrew wrote many fine posts at his various sites. Pointing to more of them, with descriptions, is a good project.

  2892. Jes’s links to three of Andrew’s posts here are excellent.
    Andrew wrote many fine posts at his various sites. Pointing to more of them, with descriptions, is a good project.

  2893. Oh, how terrible, and beautiful too, but mostly terrible and sad. It never ceases to baffle me at how connected we can become through these little posts. I wish I had known him, he sounds like such a noble soul.
    My condolences are with his dear Amanda and family, and this community here, I so sorry for you all, you must be in awful pain.

  2894. Oh, how terrible, and beautiful too, but mostly terrible and sad. It never ceases to baffle me at how connected we can become through these little posts. I wish I had known him, he sounds like such a noble soul.
    My condolences are with his dear Amanda and family, and this community here, I so sorry for you all, you must be in awful pain.

  2895. Oh, how terrible, and beautiful too, but mostly terrible and sad. It never ceases to baffle me at how connected we can become through these little posts. I wish I had known him, he sounds like such a noble soul.
    My condolences are with his dear Amanda and family, and this community here, I so sorry for you all, you must be in awful pain.

  2896. Gary-Thank you for your kind reply on my comments. Unfortunately, I am not Andrew’s Aunt. Although I am honored to be a part of this wonderful family since my daughter is married to Andrew’s equally wonderful brother.
    Please be kind enough to edit out personal family information given before printing comments. One blog listed every place that Andy lived,or went to school. Now the media is harassing family members for statements.
    Please send prayers to this grief stricken family, not cameras. Thank You.

  2897. Gary-Thank you for your kind reply on my comments. Unfortunately, I am not Andrew’s Aunt. Although I am honored to be a part of this wonderful family since my daughter is married to Andrew’s equally wonderful brother.
    Please be kind enough to edit out personal family information given before printing comments. One blog listed every place that Andy lived,or went to school. Now the media is harassing family members for statements.
    Please send prayers to this grief stricken family, not cameras. Thank You.

  2898. Gary-Thank you for your kind reply on my comments. Unfortunately, I am not Andrew’s Aunt. Although I am honored to be a part of this wonderful family since my daughter is married to Andrew’s equally wonderful brother.
    Please be kind enough to edit out personal family information given before printing comments. One blog listed every place that Andy lived,or went to school. Now the media is harassing family members for statements.
    Please send prayers to this grief stricken family, not cameras. Thank You.

  2899. “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past. ” – G’Kar Babylon 5
    Let us hope that something can be learned from this horrible tragedy.
    Godspeed and enjoy the universe

  2900. “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past. ” – G’Kar Babylon 5
    Let us hope that something can be learned from this horrible tragedy.
    Godspeed and enjoy the universe

  2901. “It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise, what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world, because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past. ” – G’Kar Babylon 5
    Let us hope that something can be learned from this horrible tragedy.
    Godspeed and enjoy the universe

  2902. I’ve never read any one of this man’s blog, not because I disagreed or anything, I just didn’t know about the website. It’s a terrible thing to become attached to a person in their last letter ever.

  2903. I’ve never read any one of this man’s blog, not because I disagreed or anything, I just didn’t know about the website. It’s a terrible thing to become attached to a person in their last letter ever.

  2904. I’ve never read any one of this man’s blog, not because I disagreed or anything, I just didn’t know about the website. It’s a terrible thing to become attached to a person in their last letter ever.

  2908. DIXIE CHICKS
    “Travelin’ Soldier”
    One Friday night at a football game
    The Lord’s Prayer said and the Anthem sang
    A man said folks would you bow your heads
    For a list of local Vietnam dead
    Crying all alone under the stands
    Was a piccolo player in the marching band
    And one name read and nobody really cared
    But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

  2909. DIXIE CHICKS
    “Travelin’ Soldier”
    One Friday night at a football game
    The Lord’s Prayer said and the Anthem sang
    A man said folks would you bow your heads
    For a list of local Vietnam dead
    Crying all alone under the stands
    Was a piccolo player in the marching band
    And one name read and nobody really cared
    But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

  2910. DIXIE CHICKS
    “Travelin’ Soldier”
    One Friday night at a football game
    The Lord’s Prayer said and the Anthem sang
    A man said folks would you bow your heads
    For a list of local Vietnam dead
    Crying all alone under the stands
    Was a piccolo player in the marching band
    And one name read and nobody really cared
    But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

  2914. I never knew you. But I’m sitting here crying, and my 6 and 4 year old are asking me what wrong… How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?

  2915. I never knew you. But I’m sitting here crying, and my 6 and 4 year old are asking me what wrong… How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?

  2916. I never knew you. But I’m sitting here crying, and my 6 and 4 year old are asking me what wrong… How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?

  2917. “How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?”
    Tell them what you know, and read to them, and tell them why it hurts.
    It doesn’t matter whether you touched someone in the flesh or not. They’re just exactly as real, no matter.
    It’s the 21st century. People are going to learn that we’re all real, and that words and video and music and all that we signal via the internet are ways we communicate that are just as real and vital to each of us as any other squeeze of our hand, another body party, a voice whispering in our ear, our smelling that wonderful smell of our beloved, and every other form of human contact.
    We’re all strangers to each other, mostly, trying to make contact, trying to find that which is important to each of us, and to share that, and to care with each other, and to be human to each other.
    It’s a bit new, still. Telephones were still equally new and exotic and strange at the turn of the last century, and then radio seemed even more unbelievable.
    It’s all believable. We’re all real. Believe in us all. You can’t touch any of us in the flesh immediately, but we’re still all real as that.
    Including those of us who chose to turn words to hate and indifference.
    But also those of us who turn words to respect, honor, caring, and thought.
    Andrew was a pioneer in reaching out via the internet. It’s another way he done good.

  2918. “How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?”
    Tell them what you know, and read to them, and tell them why it hurts.
    It doesn’t matter whether you touched someone in the flesh or not. They’re just exactly as real, no matter.
    It’s the 21st century. People are going to learn that we’re all real, and that words and video and music and all that we signal via the internet are ways we communicate that are just as real and vital to each of us as any other squeeze of our hand, another body party, a voice whispering in our ear, our smelling that wonderful smell of our beloved, and every other form of human contact.
    We’re all strangers to each other, mostly, trying to make contact, trying to find that which is important to each of us, and to share that, and to care with each other, and to be human to each other.
    It’s a bit new, still. Telephones were still equally new and exotic and strange at the turn of the last century, and then radio seemed even more unbelievable.
    It’s all believable. We’re all real. Believe in us all. You can’t touch any of us in the flesh immediately, but we’re still all real as that.
    Including those of us who chose to turn words to hate and indifference.
    But also those of us who turn words to respect, honor, caring, and thought.
    Andrew was a pioneer in reaching out via the internet. It’s another way he done good.

  2919. “How do I tell my kids the hurt I have for someone I’ve never met?”
    Tell them what you know, and read to them, and tell them why it hurts.
    It doesn’t matter whether you touched someone in the flesh or not. They’re just exactly as real, no matter.
    It’s the 21st century. People are going to learn that we’re all real, and that words and video and music and all that we signal via the internet are ways we communicate that are just as real and vital to each of us as any other squeeze of our hand, another body party, a voice whispering in our ear, our smelling that wonderful smell of our beloved, and every other form of human contact.
    We’re all strangers to each other, mostly, trying to make contact, trying to find that which is important to each of us, and to share that, and to care with each other, and to be human to each other.
    It’s a bit new, still. Telephones were still equally new and exotic and strange at the turn of the last century, and then radio seemed even more unbelievable.
    It’s all believable. We’re all real. Believe in us all. You can’t touch any of us in the flesh immediately, but we’re still all real as that.
    Including those of us who chose to turn words to hate and indifference.
    But also those of us who turn words to respect, honor, caring, and thought.
    Andrew was a pioneer in reaching out via the internet. It’s another way he done good.

  2932. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2933. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2934. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2941. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2942. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2943. Like Kevin above at 7:06 pm, this is not a blog I ever read, because I didn’t know about it – only know now because of a link to C&L. What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.
    Regardless of whatever side of the political debate for this war, the fact that yet one more intelligent, articulate and passionate man has been erased from the world is enough for me to yet again deplore war, ANY war, as a pretty poor justification for the human race to think of itself as either civilized or a superior species. We are neither.
    Makes me glad I don’t have children.
    My deepest sympathies for his wife and family.

  2944. May I begin by saying that I am not a blogger or lurker and with that I know nothing about the blogging world. I have found out today that I might be missing a great medium. I read about Andy at 8:30 this morning and is now 8:30 in the evening. I have been absolutely consumed by this story all day and still can’t grasp the gravity of pride, gratitude, sorrow,etc that I feel for a man that I have never met. Andy must have been an incredible man in life but just look at all these posts of condolences written by so many people who never met him. Posthumonusly Major Olmsted has made an indelible mark on many people which I find staggering. You Major Olmsted may not be as convinced of an afterlife as I am, however,I believe you are happier now than ever. God bless you sir and thank you.

  2945. May I begin by saying that I am not a blogger or lurker and with that I know nothing about the blogging world. I have found out today that I might be missing a great medium. I read about Andy at 8:30 this morning and is now 8:30 in the evening. I have been absolutely consumed by this story all day and still can’t grasp the gravity of pride, gratitude, sorrow,etc that I feel for a man that I have never met. Andy must have been an incredible man in life but just look at all these posts of condolences written by so many people who never met him. Posthumonusly Major Olmsted has made an indelible mark on many people which I find staggering. You Major Olmsted may not be as convinced of an afterlife as I am, however,I believe you are happier now than ever. God bless you sir and thank you.

  2946. May I begin by saying that I am not a blogger or lurker and with that I know nothing about the blogging world. I have found out today that I might be missing a great medium. I read about Andy at 8:30 this morning and is now 8:30 in the evening. I have been absolutely consumed by this story all day and still can’t grasp the gravity of pride, gratitude, sorrow,etc that I feel for a man that I have never met. Andy must have been an incredible man in life but just look at all these posts of condolences written by so many people who never met him. Posthumonusly Major Olmsted has made an indelible mark on many people which I find staggering. You Major Olmsted may not be as convinced of an afterlife as I am, however,I believe you are happier now than ever. God bless you sir and thank you.

  2950. Surfing through from the agonist. Some thoughts on death;
    When you die, the bubble pops and you just get smeared out across the universe. So rather then cover the walls of your bubble with personal crap, keep the surface scrubbed clean and clear and it won’t be such a mystery when it does pop.

  2951. Surfing through from the agonist. Some thoughts on death;
    When you die, the bubble pops and you just get smeared out across the universe. So rather then cover the walls of your bubble with personal crap, keep the surface scrubbed clean and clear and it won’t be such a mystery when it does pop.

  2952. Surfing through from the agonist. Some thoughts on death;
    When you die, the bubble pops and you just get smeared out across the universe. So rather then cover the walls of your bubble with personal crap, keep the surface scrubbed clean and clear and it won’t be such a mystery when it does pop.

  2956. I did not know you Maj Olmsted but you reached out to many of my Soldiers, and they admired you. I thank you for that. As I read your posts and the posts of others you touched. I am sorry I will not know you or CPT Casey in this life, perhaps in the next. I thank you both and your families for your sacrifice and service.
    Jobs well done, So rest now, we will take it from here. God Speed.

  2957. I did not know you Maj Olmsted but you reached out to many of my Soldiers, and they admired you. I thank you for that. As I read your posts and the posts of others you touched. I am sorry I will not know you or CPT Casey in this life, perhaps in the next. I thank you both and your families for your sacrifice and service.
    Jobs well done, So rest now, we will take it from here. God Speed.

  2958. I did not know you Maj Olmsted but you reached out to many of my Soldiers, and they admired you. I thank you for that. As I read your posts and the posts of others you touched. I am sorry I will not know you or CPT Casey in this life, perhaps in the next. I thank you both and your families for your sacrifice and service.
    Jobs well done, So rest now, we will take it from here. God Speed.

  2959. Thank you, sir, for your years of honorable service in keeping my family and I safe through the years.
    You and your family will remain in my prayers, for that is all this civilian can offer to a true citizen of the republic.
    OBrien family
    Virginia

  2960. Thank you, sir, for your years of honorable service in keeping my family and I safe through the years.
    You and your family will remain in my prayers, for that is all this civilian can offer to a true citizen of the republic.
    OBrien family
    Virginia

  2961. Thank you, sir, for your years of honorable service in keeping my family and I safe through the years.
    You and your family will remain in my prayers, for that is all this civilian can offer to a true citizen of the republic.
    OBrien family
    Virginia

  2971. An honorable man, a brilliant writer, a beautiful soul – sad that he’s gone, but oh, what he left us. Everyone I know who has an opinion about the war is getting a copy of this. Every American should read it.

  2972. An honorable man, a brilliant writer, a beautiful soul – sad that he’s gone, but oh, what he left us. Everyone I know who has an opinion about the war is getting a copy of this. Every American should read it.

  2973. An honorable man, a brilliant writer, a beautiful soul – sad that he’s gone, but oh, what he left us. Everyone I know who has an opinion about the war is getting a copy of this. Every American should read it.

  2977. I’ve been a lurker, most people who write about the war and politics do it way better than I because I get so mad.
    I’ve enjoyed Andy/G’Kar’s posts. This turn makes me very sad because it hurts to lose such a good thinker/writer. I’d hoped 2008 would be a better year but that may be too much to wish for.
    I never met Andy. But I did meet Andreas Katsoulis (sp?) several times at a nearby SF convention, Archon. He was one of the nicest, kindest people you could imagine, and taken way too soon. I kind of visualize them meeting beyond, having a beer and getting acquainted. It’s a small comfort.
    Blessings to all, especially his family and more especially his wife. I’ve been a military dependent, and all the men in my family have served in one branch or another of the service since ghu knows when.

  2978. I’ve been a lurker, most people who write about the war and politics do it way better than I because I get so mad.
    I’ve enjoyed Andy/G’Kar’s posts. This turn makes me very sad because it hurts to lose such a good thinker/writer. I’d hoped 2008 would be a better year but that may be too much to wish for.
    I never met Andy. But I did meet Andreas Katsoulis (sp?) several times at a nearby SF convention, Archon. He was one of the nicest, kindest people you could imagine, and taken way too soon. I kind of visualize them meeting beyond, having a beer and getting acquainted. It’s a small comfort.
    Blessings to all, especially his family and more especially his wife. I’ve been a military dependent, and all the men in my family have served in one branch or another of the service since ghu knows when.

  2979. I’ve been a lurker, most people who write about the war and politics do it way better than I because I get so mad.
    I’ve enjoyed Andy/G’Kar’s posts. This turn makes me very sad because it hurts to lose such a good thinker/writer. I’d hoped 2008 would be a better year but that may be too much to wish for.
    I never met Andy. But I did meet Andreas Katsoulis (sp?) several times at a nearby SF convention, Archon. He was one of the nicest, kindest people you could imagine, and taken way too soon. I kind of visualize them meeting beyond, having a beer and getting acquainted. It’s a small comfort.
    Blessings to all, especially his family and more especially his wife. I’ve been a military dependent, and all the men in my family have served in one branch or another of the service since ghu knows when.

  2980. A Warrior dies in battle….

    …and speaks to us from beyond the grave. Via Kevin, at Smallest Minority, here at Obsidian Wings, is the self-eulogy of Major Andrew Olmsted, USA, killed in action a few days ago in Diyala Province, Iraq. It is every warrior’s RIGHT to publish his de…

  2981. A Warrior dies in battle….

    …and speaks to us from beyond the grave. Via Kevin, at Smallest Minority, here at Obsidian Wings, is the self-eulogy of Major Andrew Olmsted, USA, killed in action a few days ago in Diyala Province, Iraq. It is every warrior’s RIGHT to publish his de…

  2982. A Warrior dies in battle….

    …and speaks to us from beyond the grave. Via Kevin, at Smallest Minority, here at Obsidian Wings, is the self-eulogy of Major Andrew Olmsted, USA, killed in action a few days ago in Diyala Province, Iraq. It is every warrior’s RIGHT to publish his de…

  2983. a quote from andy’s last post:
    “If there is any hope for the long term success of democracy, it will be if people agree to listen to and try to understand their political opponents rather than simply seeking to crush them.”
    one more thing andy didn’t die protecting: freedom of speech and dissenting opinion on this blog:
    [comment deleted by The Management)
    what cowardice

  2984. a quote from andy’s last post:
    “If there is any hope for the long term success of democracy, it will be if people agree to listen to and try to understand their political opponents rather than simply seeking to crush them.”
    one more thing andy didn’t die protecting: freedom of speech and dissenting opinion on this blog:
    [comment deleted by The Management)
    what cowardice

  2985. a quote from andy’s last post:
    “If there is any hope for the long term success of democracy, it will be if people agree to listen to and try to understand their political opponents rather than simply seeking to crush them.”
    one more thing andy didn’t die protecting: freedom of speech and dissenting opinion on this blog:
    [comment deleted by The Management)
    what cowardice

  2989. I did not know Andy, nor have I ever read any of his blog, yet I am driven to tears reading this last entry. I agree with nonny mouse:
    “What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.”
    My condolences go out to his family, friends and of course those that knew him on here.

  2990. I did not know Andy, nor have I ever read any of his blog, yet I am driven to tears reading this last entry. I agree with nonny mouse:
    “What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.”
    My condolences go out to his family, friends and of course those that knew him on here.

  2991. I did not know Andy, nor have I ever read any of his blog, yet I am driven to tears reading this last entry. I agree with nonny mouse:
    “What a shame to suddenly be aware of such a powerful voice just when it’s been silenced.”
    My condolences go out to his family, friends and of course those that knew him on here.

  2998. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument, I don’t speak for this blog; I’m just another commenter like you, albeit one here for a long time.
    You are welcome to come back and respectfully express absolutely any political opinions that aren’t personally abusive about anyone, all you like, on another thread, on another day, all you like.
    You’ve been just as welcome in every past month, and every one of the past few years since this blog started in 2003 or so.
    There’s no need to engage in those topics in this thread, however. Show some respect, and act like a grownup.
    And then comment all you like, within the usual bounds of civility respected here, on another thread, all you like, next week, and next month, if you actually just care about expressing your opinion here, rather than being a jerk about Andy.
    Pretty simple, eh? So be a grownup, whatever your age is.

  2999. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument, I don’t speak for this blog; I’m just another commenter like you, albeit one here for a long time.
    You are welcome to come back and respectfully express absolutely any political opinions that aren’t personally abusive about anyone, all you like, on another thread, on another day, all you like.
    You’ve been just as welcome in every past month, and every one of the past few years since this blog started in 2003 or so.
    There’s no need to engage in those topics in this thread, however. Show some respect, and act like a grownup.
    And then comment all you like, within the usual bounds of civility respected here, on another thread, all you like, next week, and next month, if you actually just care about expressing your opinion here, rather than being a jerk about Andy.
    Pretty simple, eh? So be a grownup, whatever your age is.

  3000. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument, I don’t speak for this blog; I’m just another commenter like you, albeit one here for a long time.
    You are welcome to come back and respectfully express absolutely any political opinions that aren’t personally abusive about anyone, all you like, on another thread, on another day, all you like.
    You’ve been just as welcome in every past month, and every one of the past few years since this blog started in 2003 or so.
    There’s no need to engage in those topics in this thread, however. Show some respect, and act like a grownup.
    And then comment all you like, within the usual bounds of civility respected here, on another thread, all you like, next week, and next month, if you actually just care about expressing your opinion here, rather than being a jerk about Andy.
    Pretty simple, eh? So be a grownup, whatever your age is.

  3007. What a bright light has been extinguished. My deepest sympathies and condolences to his family and friends.
    God, please help us find our way through these troubles…

  3008. What a bright light has been extinguished. My deepest sympathies and condolences to his family and friends.
    God, please help us find our way through these troubles…

  3009. What a bright light has been extinguished. My deepest sympathies and condolences to his family and friends.
    God, please help us find our way through these troubles…

  3010. I just “met” him here on line. It is apparent he has become somewhat immmortal already. He sounded like a smart man, a caring man, a person who understood, what so many of us in America do not, that the world is complex, it is not black and white. He lived in the “grays”, from what I can tell in my short inroduction here to him. He lived what author Scott Peck in his old best sell seller, The Road Less Traveled, said when he quoted from the Buddha as one of Life’s Great Truths — “Life is Difficult.” It most certainly is.
    He lives on. No doubt about that!
    Ken from Boston, now in Sao Paulo, Brazil.

  3011. I just “met” him here on line. It is apparent he has become somewhat immmortal already. He sounded like a smart man, a caring man, a person who understood, what so many of us in America do not, that the world is complex, it is not black and white. He lived in the “grays”, from what I can tell in my short inroduction here to him. He lived what author Scott Peck in his old best sell seller, The Road Less Traveled, said when he quoted from the Buddha as one of Life’s Great Truths — “Life is Difficult.” It most certainly is.
    He lives on. No doubt about that!
    Ken from Boston, now in Sao Paulo, Brazil.

  3012. I just “met” him here on line. It is apparent he has become somewhat immmortal already. He sounded like a smart man, a caring man, a person who understood, what so many of us in America do not, that the world is complex, it is not black and white. He lived in the “grays”, from what I can tell in my short inroduction here to him. He lived what author Scott Peck in his old best sell seller, The Road Less Traveled, said when he quoted from the Buddha as one of Life’s Great Truths — “Life is Difficult.” It most certainly is.
    He lives on. No doubt about that!
    Ken from Boston, now in Sao Paulo, Brazil.

  3016. [Three paragraphs deleted by The Management]
    ‘this thread’ as you keep refering to it…is on the world wide web and is being publicized everywhere…it’s a public forum…it’s not a private gathering or memorial service at the family home. it would be in bad taste to intrude upon a private family function and express opinions that made them feel sad, angry or uncomfortable. but if you post something in a blog on the world wide web, it’s fair game.
    don’t post things publicly and allow open comments, then complain and cry when someone expresses something you don’t like or agree with. [Sentence deleted by The Management]
    so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    maybe YOU need to grow up?

  3017. [Three paragraphs deleted by The Management]
    ‘this thread’ as you keep refering to it…is on the world wide web and is being publicized everywhere…it’s a public forum…it’s not a private gathering or memorial service at the family home. it would be in bad taste to intrude upon a private family function and express opinions that made them feel sad, angry or uncomfortable. but if you post something in a blog on the world wide web, it’s fair game.
    don’t post things publicly and allow open comments, then complain and cry when someone expresses something you don’t like or agree with. [Sentence deleted by The Management]
    so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    maybe YOU need to grow up?

  3018. [Three paragraphs deleted by The Management]
    ‘this thread’ as you keep refering to it…is on the world wide web and is being publicized everywhere…it’s a public forum…it’s not a private gathering or memorial service at the family home. it would be in bad taste to intrude upon a private family function and express opinions that made them feel sad, angry or uncomfortable. but if you post something in a blog on the world wide web, it’s fair game.
    don’t post things publicly and allow open comments, then complain and cry when someone expresses something you don’t like or agree with. [Sentence deleted by The Management]
    so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    maybe YOU need to grow up?

  3019. Ben and Nonny Mouse,
    You are missing the point which Maj. Olmsted so eloquently made:

    Americans are fortunate that we don’t have to worry too much about people coming to try and overthrow us, but part of the reason we don’t have to worry about that is because we have an army that is stopping anyone who would try.
    Maj. Olmsted died for the same principles that allowed 12,000 half dead, freezing and starving soldiers of the Continental Army to survive the winter of 1777-78 and go on to defeat the British. Nobody wanted to spend that winter in Valley Forge, and nobody wanted to die there.
    Freedom isn’t free.

  3020. Ben and Nonny Mouse,
    You are missing the point which Maj. Olmsted so eloquently made:

    Americans are fortunate that we don’t have to worry too much about people coming to try and overthrow us, but part of the reason we don’t have to worry about that is because we have an army that is stopping anyone who would try.
    Maj. Olmsted died for the same principles that allowed 12,000 half dead, freezing and starving soldiers of the Continental Army to survive the winter of 1777-78 and go on to defeat the British. Nobody wanted to spend that winter in Valley Forge, and nobody wanted to die there.
    Freedom isn’t free.

  3021. Ben and Nonny Mouse,
    You are missing the point which Maj. Olmsted so eloquently made:

    Americans are fortunate that we don’t have to worry too much about people coming to try and overthrow us, but part of the reason we don’t have to worry about that is because we have an army that is stopping anyone who would try.
    Maj. Olmsted died for the same principles that allowed 12,000 half dead, freezing and starving soldiers of the Continental Army to survive the winter of 1777-78 and go on to defeat the British. Nobody wanted to spend that winter in Valley Forge, and nobody wanted to die there.
    Freedom isn’t free.

  3028. …so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    I’m just another regular commenter here, but I think this thread is to commemorate Andrew, not to be a soapbox for people’s political views. You are not a dissenter, you’re someone making a fuss at a wake. Please take it elsewhere.

  3029. …so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    I’m just another regular commenter here, but I think this thread is to commemorate Andrew, not to be a soapbox for people’s political views. You are not a dissenter, you’re someone making a fuss at a wake. Please take it elsewhere.

  3030. …so before you patronize me, tell me to be ‘respectful’ and ‘grown up’ and just hope i go away…why don’t you take a deep breath and analyze why you want to silence voices of dissent on a public blog with open commenting, when you cry and weep for someone who supposedly died for allowing me to do just that?
    I’m just another regular commenter here, but I think this thread is to commemorate Andrew, not to be a soapbox for people’s political views. You are not a dissenter, you’re someone making a fuss at a wake. Please take it elsewhere.

  3031. My sympathy and condolences to Maj Olmsted’s family and his friends. Major Olmsted thank you for the ultimate sacrifice so that we can continue to live in freedom. Hooah Major!!

  3032. My sympathy and condolences to Maj Olmsted’s family and his friends. Major Olmsted thank you for the ultimate sacrifice so that we can continue to live in freedom. Hooah Major!!

  3033. My sympathy and condolences to Maj Olmsted’s family and his friends. Major Olmsted thank you for the ultimate sacrifice so that we can continue to live in freedom. Hooah Major!!

  3034. “Thank you for your selfless vigilance.”
    Ugh, I like to think of myself as well as the next person– no, wait, I’m a clinical depressive, so in fact, I don’t do that, and have a lot of stuff that prevents that — but the point I was trying to get to was that, in fact, Andrew’s life makes me feel like a dwarf — meaning that in a bad way, no disrespect to dwarfs real or fictional, whose biology is involuntary, and you know == and the least damn thing i can do with my effing useless life is some trivial text work about my friend Andrew, to whom I really wasn’t all that important, and rightfully so.
    My effort is to pay attention to a screen for a few hours. Andrew’s effort was to wake every day, train, go out, and be willing to die.
    I can’t even do the pay attention to the screen regularly thing.
    Andrew got up and put on body armor.
    All the songs in the world that I’m as tempted as anyone else to put on and quote and link to don’t do a thing to compare go that.
    But Andy also had trouble taking thanks, and he suggested I did, too, so: thanks.
    As for the trolls: seen you before. Incidentally, I post under my own name: what’s yours, brave person?
    But yawn. The thing is: we don’t have to care about you being inhuman and soulless, once we’ve tried our best. Bye bye.

  3035. “Thank you for your selfless vigilance.”
    Ugh, I like to think of myself as well as the next person– no, wait, I’m a clinical depressive, so in fact, I don’t do that, and have a lot of stuff that prevents that — but the point I was trying to get to was that, in fact, Andrew’s life makes me feel like a dwarf — meaning that in a bad way, no disrespect to dwarfs real or fictional, whose biology is involuntary, and you know == and the least damn thing i can do with my effing useless life is some trivial text work about my friend Andrew, to whom I really wasn’t all that important, and rightfully so.
    My effort is to pay attention to a screen for a few hours. Andrew’s effort was to wake every day, train, go out, and be willing to die.
    I can’t even do the pay attention to the screen regularly thing.
    Andrew got up and put on body armor.
    All the songs in the world that I’m as tempted as anyone else to put on and quote and link to don’t do a thing to compare go that.
    But Andy also had trouble taking thanks, and he suggested I did, too, so: thanks.
    As for the trolls: seen you before. Incidentally, I post under my own name: what’s yours, brave person?
    But yawn. The thing is: we don’t have to care about you being inhuman and soulless, once we’ve tried our best. Bye bye.

  3036. “Thank you for your selfless vigilance.”
    Ugh, I like to think of myself as well as the next person– no, wait, I’m a clinical depressive, so in fact, I don’t do that, and have a lot of stuff that prevents that — but the point I was trying to get to was that, in fact, Andrew’s life makes me feel like a dwarf — meaning that in a bad way, no disrespect to dwarfs real or fictional, whose biology is involuntary, and you know == and the least damn thing i can do with my effing useless life is some trivial text work about my friend Andrew, to whom I really wasn’t all that important, and rightfully so.
    My effort is to pay attention to a screen for a few hours. Andrew’s effort was to wake every day, train, go out, and be willing to die.
    I can’t even do the pay attention to the screen regularly thing.
    Andrew got up and put on body armor.
    All the songs in the world that I’m as tempted as anyone else to put on and quote and link to don’t do a thing to compare go that.
    But Andy also had trouble taking thanks, and he suggested I did, too, so: thanks.
    As for the trolls: seen you before. Incidentally, I post under my own name: what’s yours, brave person?
    But yawn. The thing is: we don’t have to care about you being inhuman and soulless, once we’ve tried our best. Bye bye.

  3037. From one milblogger to another, from one soldier to another, from one man to another…I respect all that you did and stood for. The words here, that you took the time to sit down and type out will have an everlastingly positive effect on more people than you will ever know. Salute
    Bouhammer

  3038. From one milblogger to another, from one soldier to another, from one man to another…I respect all that you did and stood for. The words here, that you took the time to sit down and type out will have an everlastingly positive effect on more people than you will ever know. Salute
    Bouhammer

  3039. From one milblogger to another, from one soldier to another, from one man to another…I respect all that you did and stood for. The words here, that you took the time to sit down and type out will have an everlastingly positive effect on more people than you will ever know. Salute
    Bouhammer

  3043. Censorship: Had you been here before, you would know that we allow all sorts of dissenting opinions on this blog. That’s one of its points, and the fact that Andy and I, whose views were wildly different from one another’s, was part of that.
    This thread is different. Andy asked us to keep politics out of it. He has just been killed. Respecting his wishes, in this one thread at least, does not seem like too much to ask.
    If you’d like to go post comments on any of our other threads, go ahead. Read the posting rules: we ban people for incivility to other commenters or posters, for profanity (again, this thread is an exception), and for a couple of other things. But we never ban people for expressing views we disagreed with. If we did, Andy and I would have banned each other a long time ago, instead of becoming friends.
    I do not particularly care whether you think I’m a coward with a delete button, or a mini-dictator, or whatever. I do care a lot about respecting Andy’s wishes, and about the feelings of his family and friends, many of whom are reading these comments. For that reason, if you are not willing to respect the rules of this forum, I will ban you.

  3044. Censorship: Had you been here before, you would know that we allow all sorts of dissenting opinions on this blog. That’s one of its points, and the fact that Andy and I, whose views were wildly different from one another’s, was part of that.
    This thread is different. Andy asked us to keep politics out of it. He has just been killed. Respecting his wishes, in this one thread at least, does not seem like too much to ask.
    If you’d like to go post comments on any of our other threads, go ahead. Read the posting rules: we ban people for incivility to other commenters or posters, for profanity (again, this thread is an exception), and for a couple of other things. But we never ban people for expressing views we disagreed with. If we did, Andy and I would have banned each other a long time ago, instead of becoming friends.
    I do not particularly care whether you think I’m a coward with a delete button, or a mini-dictator, or whatever. I do care a lot about respecting Andy’s wishes, and about the feelings of his family and friends, many of whom are reading these comments. For that reason, if you are not willing to respect the rules of this forum, I will ban you.

  3045. Censorship: Had you been here before, you would know that we allow all sorts of dissenting opinions on this blog. That’s one of its points, and the fact that Andy and I, whose views were wildly different from one another’s, was part of that.
    This thread is different. Andy asked us to keep politics out of it. He has just been killed. Respecting his wishes, in this one thread at least, does not seem like too much to ask.
    If you’d like to go post comments on any of our other threads, go ahead. Read the posting rules: we ban people for incivility to other commenters or posters, for profanity (again, this thread is an exception), and for a couple of other things. But we never ban people for expressing views we disagreed with. If we did, Andy and I would have banned each other a long time ago, instead of becoming friends.
    I do not particularly care whether you think I’m a coward with a delete button, or a mini-dictator, or whatever. I do care a lot about respecting Andy’s wishes, and about the feelings of his family and friends, many of whom are reading these comments. For that reason, if you are not willing to respect the rules of this forum, I will ban you.

  3046. Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.
    Amused him, you know, because of the general composition of the usual commenters and posters here, not to mention a few other things.
    I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind and how it reminds me of what I saw of his sense of humor.
    If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.

  3047. Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.
    Amused him, you know, because of the general composition of the usual commenters and posters here, not to mention a few other things.
    I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind and how it reminds me of what I saw of his sense of humor.
    If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.

  3048. Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.
    Amused him, you know, because of the general composition of the usual commenters and posters here, not to mention a few other things.
    I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind and how it reminds me of what I saw of his sense of humor.
    If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.

  3049. “I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind”
    Stuff to cry about, to laugh about, to be angry about, even – just a little – to be happy about. A small microcosm of life, in celebration of a life that was important to us.

  3050. “I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind”
    Stuff to cry about, to laugh about, to be angry about, even – just a little – to be happy about. A small microcosm of life, in celebration of a life that was important to us.

  3051. “I mention this because I can’t get that wry look I see in his blog photo out of my mind”
    Stuff to cry about, to laugh about, to be angry about, even – just a little – to be happy about. A small microcosm of life, in celebration of a life that was important to us.

  3055. God bless you and your family. Thank you for your time and generosity. I sit here with mixed emotions – numbness and inspiration – carpe diem.
    You and your lady are lucky to experience true love.

  3056. God bless you and your family. Thank you for your time and generosity. I sit here with mixed emotions – numbness and inspiration – carpe diem.
    You and your lady are lucky to experience true love.

  3057. God bless you and your family. Thank you for your time and generosity. I sit here with mixed emotions – numbness and inspiration – carpe diem.
    You and your lady are lucky to experience true love.

  3058. “Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.”
    That’s untrue, but our deletions prevent you from knowing that.
    But it’s utterly and absolutely untrue. Wildly. A lot of ugly comments went the other way, as well.
    “If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.”
    No need for that, but just be known that your facts are wrong.

  3059. “Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.”
    That’s untrue, but our deletions prevent you from knowing that.
    But it’s utterly and absolutely untrue. Wildly. A lot of ugly comments went the other way, as well.
    “If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.”
    No need for that, but just be known that your facts are wrong.

  3060. “Something else that would probably have amused Andrew, I suspect, is that AFAICT every inappropriate comment on this thread has been made by people opposed to this war or the American military in general.”
    That’s untrue, but our deletions prevent you from knowing that.
    But it’s utterly and absolutely untrue. Wildly. A lot of ugly comments went the other way, as well.
    “If this comment is too much a meta-violation, as it were, hilzoy, please nuke it and I will have no hard feelings.”
    No need for that, but just be known that your facts are wrong.

  3064. so very, very sorry to hear of your husband, sons’ death. my heart breaks for you. i enjoyed your sons’ posting. my boy is over there, and it just was comforting to read your son’s blog…as life in iraq, and fighting a war. god bless you and our families prayers are with you and yours. sincerely, a bluestar mom.

  3065. so very, very sorry to hear of your husband, sons’ death. my heart breaks for you. i enjoyed your sons’ posting. my boy is over there, and it just was comforting to read your son’s blog…as life in iraq, and fighting a war. god bless you and our families prayers are with you and yours. sincerely, a bluestar mom.

  3066. so very, very sorry to hear of your husband, sons’ death. my heart breaks for you. i enjoyed your sons’ posting. my boy is over there, and it just was comforting to read your son’s blog…as life in iraq, and fighting a war. god bless you and our families prayers are with you and yours. sincerely, a bluestar mom.

  3067. My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.
    I had previously bought all of B5 to watch on his recommendation, and bought Bacevich’s book some days ago based on his comment.

  3068. My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.
    I had previously bought all of B5 to watch on his recommendation, and bought Bacevich’s book some days ago based on his comment.

  3069. My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.
    I had previously bought all of B5 to watch on his recommendation, and bought Bacevich’s book some days ago based on his comment.

  3070. Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.
    I do appreciate your housekeeping efforts here, Gary, in any case.

  3071. Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.
    I do appreciate your housekeeping efforts here, Gary, in any case.

  3072. Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.
    I do appreciate your housekeeping efforts here, Gary, in any case.

  3076. This is probably in vain but what the hell– to all those saying awful things or otherwise disrespecting Andrew’s wishes & telling themselves they’re doing so on behalf of Iraqi civilians:
    Unlike Andrew, I’ve never been to Iraq, let alone saved an Iraqi man’s life. But I have been fortunate enough to meet a few Iraqi civilians. (I’m a human rights lawyer–I’m not going into the details but you’d probably approve). Even for the very very tiny number of people I’ve met–who may well be unrepresentative, but all of whom suffered awfully as a result of the war–it would be impossible to generalize accurately about what they thought the United States should do now. One generalization I would venture about those I met: they were all far too decent and far too classy to insult a fallen man days after his death, in a place where his loved ones might read it.
    “Nothing in the world can be more narrow-minded and more inhuman than wholesale condemnation of whole classes of people by a label, by a moral card-index, by the leading characteristics of their trade.” –Alexander Herzen.
    I only know Andrew through his writings & saw the world very differently from him. But one of the most admirable things about him, and one that I am sure served him as well in Iraq as in his writing: he did not think that he could put people in a box labelled “liberal,” “conservative”, “soldier,” “civilian,” “Iraqi”, “American,” “Muslim,” “Christian” or anything else, and assume that the label told him everything that he needed to know about them. Still less did he think that whatever label excused him from treating them with basic decency.
    p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.

  3077. This is probably in vain but what the hell– to all those saying awful things or otherwise disrespecting Andrew’s wishes & telling themselves they’re doing so on behalf of Iraqi civilians:
    Unlike Andrew, I’ve never been to Iraq, let alone saved an Iraqi man’s life. But I have been fortunate enough to meet a few Iraqi civilians. (I’m a human rights lawyer–I’m not going into the details but you’d probably approve). Even for the very very tiny number of people I’ve met–who may well be unrepresentative, but all of whom suffered awfully as a result of the war–it would be impossible to generalize accurately about what they thought the United States should do now. One generalization I would venture about those I met: they were all far too decent and far too classy to insult a fallen man days after his death, in a place where his loved ones might read it.
    “Nothing in the world can be more narrow-minded and more inhuman than wholesale condemnation of whole classes of people by a label, by a moral card-index, by the leading characteristics of their trade.” –Alexander Herzen.
    I only know Andrew through his writings & saw the world very differently from him. But one of the most admirable things about him, and one that I am sure served him as well in Iraq as in his writing: he did not think that he could put people in a box labelled “liberal,” “conservative”, “soldier,” “civilian,” “Iraqi”, “American,” “Muslim,” “Christian” or anything else, and assume that the label told him everything that he needed to know about them. Still less did he think that whatever label excused him from treating them with basic decency.
    p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.

  3078. This is probably in vain but what the hell– to all those saying awful things or otherwise disrespecting Andrew’s wishes & telling themselves they’re doing so on behalf of Iraqi civilians:
    Unlike Andrew, I’ve never been to Iraq, let alone saved an Iraqi man’s life. But I have been fortunate enough to meet a few Iraqi civilians. (I’m a human rights lawyer–I’m not going into the details but you’d probably approve). Even for the very very tiny number of people I’ve met–who may well be unrepresentative, but all of whom suffered awfully as a result of the war–it would be impossible to generalize accurately about what they thought the United States should do now. One generalization I would venture about those I met: they were all far too decent and far too classy to insult a fallen man days after his death, in a place where his loved ones might read it.
    “Nothing in the world can be more narrow-minded and more inhuman than wholesale condemnation of whole classes of people by a label, by a moral card-index, by the leading characteristics of their trade.” –Alexander Herzen.
    I only know Andrew through his writings & saw the world very differently from him. But one of the most admirable things about him, and one that I am sure served him as well in Iraq as in his writing: he did not think that he could put people in a box labelled “liberal,” “conservative”, “soldier,” “civilian,” “Iraqi”, “American,” “Muslim,” “Christian” or anything else, and assume that the label told him everything that he needed to know about them. Still less did he think that whatever label excused him from treating them with basic decency.
    p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.

  3079. In Flander’s Fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row
    That mark our place
    And in the sky the larks,
    Still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below…
    Welcome home, soldier.

  3080. In Flander’s Fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row
    That mark our place
    And in the sky the larks,
    Still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below…
    Welcome home, soldier.

  3081. In Flander’s Fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row
    That mark our place
    And in the sky the larks,
    Still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below…
    Welcome home, soldier.

  3082. “Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.”
    Be glad you missed the deleted comments about the need to kill towelheads, libs will lead us all to whatever, evolution is wrong, etc.
    All of which, needless to say, would have infuriated Andy.
    Ugh, as I’ve mentioned many times, the second season of B5 is, in my opinion, far better than the second. It’s a linear story, which requires eventually following the first season, if you care, but I don’t actually recommend folks new to it start with the first season, for a variety of reasons that boil down to that I don’t think it’s as accessible, or recommendable.
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.

  3083. “Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.”
    Be glad you missed the deleted comments about the need to kill towelheads, libs will lead us all to whatever, evolution is wrong, etc.
    All of which, needless to say, would have infuriated Andy.
    Ugh, as I’ve mentioned many times, the second season of B5 is, in my opinion, far better than the second. It’s a linear story, which requires eventually following the first season, if you care, but I don’t actually recommend folks new to it start with the first season, for a variety of reasons that boil down to that I don’t think it’s as accessible, or recommendable.
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.

  3084. “Ah well, I’ve been wrong before and probably will be again.”
    Be glad you missed the deleted comments about the need to kill towelheads, libs will lead us all to whatever, evolution is wrong, etc.
    All of which, needless to say, would have infuriated Andy.
    Ugh, as I’ve mentioned many times, the second season of B5 is, in my opinion, far better than the second. It’s a linear story, which requires eventually following the first season, if you care, but I don’t actually recommend folks new to it start with the first season, for a variety of reasons that boil down to that I don’t think it’s as accessible, or recommendable.
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.

  3085. After the “But when other people die, like really evil people, or the Irish, it’s time to celebrate.”Quote, i don’t care what he has to say been irish and proud of it.

  3086. After the “But when other people die, like really evil people, or the Irish, it’s time to celebrate.”Quote, i don’t care what he has to say been irish and proud of it.

  3087. After the “But when other people die, like really evil people, or the Irish, it’s time to celebrate.”Quote, i don’t care what he has to say been irish and proud of it.

  3088. JakeB: what Gary said. They have come from all sides. It breaks my heart that there are any at all, and I don’t care what side they’re from.

  3089. JakeB: what Gary said. They have come from all sides. It breaks my heart that there are any at all, and I don’t care what side they’re from.

  3090. JakeB: what Gary said. They have come from all sides. It breaks my heart that there are any at all, and I don’t care what side they’re from.

  3091. “p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.”
    Not bizarre. Andy was a lot less familiar with many details than I am, but he was familiar enough with being sneered at for being a gamer or an sf fan, or as many would say, a “sci-fi” fan, and for liking certain tv shows with people wearing making portraying “aliens,” and the like.
    A lot of folks think they’re demonstrating taste and superiority by sneering reflexively at anyone they see at liking “that kind” of thing.
    It wasn’t news to Andy, or anyone with similar tastes.
    Gawker, and the like, and others, made similar comments, sneering that Andy liked B5 and quoted it a lot.
    It would be a badge of honor for him. Of that, I have no doubt whatever.
    There’s examining things closely, thoughtfully, and deeply, which was what Andy tended to do.
    And there’s characterizing things by prejudices, and shallow examination.
    That’s, you know, the other thing.
    We all make choices, every moment of our lives.

  3092. “p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.”
    Not bizarre. Andy was a lot less familiar with many details than I am, but he was familiar enough with being sneered at for being a gamer or an sf fan, or as many would say, a “sci-fi” fan, and for liking certain tv shows with people wearing making portraying “aliens,” and the like.
    A lot of folks think they’re demonstrating taste and superiority by sneering reflexively at anyone they see at liking “that kind” of thing.
    It wasn’t news to Andy, or anyone with similar tastes.
    Gawker, and the like, and others, made similar comments, sneering that Andy liked B5 and quoted it a lot.
    It would be a badge of honor for him. Of that, I have no doubt whatever.
    There’s examining things closely, thoughtfully, and deeply, which was what Andy tended to do.
    And there’s characterizing things by prejudices, and shallow examination.
    That’s, you know, the other thing.
    We all make choices, every moment of our lives.

  3093. “p.s. JakeB–some were actually more hawkish, or, bizarrely, staunchly anti-science fiction.”
    Not bizarre. Andy was a lot less familiar with many details than I am, but he was familiar enough with being sneered at for being a gamer or an sf fan, or as many would say, a “sci-fi” fan, and for liking certain tv shows with people wearing making portraying “aliens,” and the like.
    A lot of folks think they’re demonstrating taste and superiority by sneering reflexively at anyone they see at liking “that kind” of thing.
    It wasn’t news to Andy, or anyone with similar tastes.
    Gawker, and the like, and others, made similar comments, sneering that Andy liked B5 and quoted it a lot.
    It would be a badge of honor for him. Of that, I have no doubt whatever.
    There’s examining things closely, thoughtfully, and deeply, which was what Andy tended to do.
    And there’s characterizing things by prejudices, and shallow examination.
    That’s, you know, the other thing.
    We all make choices, every moment of our lives.

  3094. Hilzoy, Gary, Katherine, all regulars… You have always had my respect. Never more than now. Never more than now. It’s going to be hard for any of you to do any wrong in the future. You are going to have to work at it…
    There would be a smiley face here, but I just can’t do it…

  3095. Hilzoy, Gary, Katherine, all regulars… You have always had my respect. Never more than now. Never more than now. It’s going to be hard for any of you to do any wrong in the future. You are going to have to work at it…
    There would be a smiley face here, but I just can’t do it…

  3096. Hilzoy, Gary, Katherine, all regulars… You have always had my respect. Never more than now. Never more than now. It’s going to be hard for any of you to do any wrong in the future. You are going to have to work at it…
    There would be a smiley face here, but I just can’t do it…

  3097. Many times in my life I have been glad, hilzoy, that you were on the scene.
    A few equal to, but none more-so, than now.

  3098. Many times in my life I have been glad, hilzoy, that you were on the scene.
    A few equal to, but none more-so, than now.

  3099. Many times in my life I have been glad, hilzoy, that you were on the scene.
    A few equal to, but none more-so, than now.

  3103. That was what was so impressive about Andrew. Almost everything he wrote spoke of that deep, contemplative thought. I disagreed with him on a number of things, but I always felt that it was for rational, understandable reasons–and if we talked long enough (or watched him talk about things), that we’d end up on the same side–either by him coming closer to mine, or I coming closer to his.
    That’s rare and to be valued in the blogosphere. The loss of that is something we should mourn (among other things).

  3104. That was what was so impressive about Andrew. Almost everything he wrote spoke of that deep, contemplative thought. I disagreed with him on a number of things, but I always felt that it was for rational, understandable reasons–and if we talked long enough (or watched him talk about things), that we’d end up on the same side–either by him coming closer to mine, or I coming closer to his.
    That’s rare and to be valued in the blogosphere. The loss of that is something we should mourn (among other things).

  3105. That was what was so impressive about Andrew. Almost everything he wrote spoke of that deep, contemplative thought. I disagreed with him on a number of things, but I always felt that it was for rational, understandable reasons–and if we talked long enough (or watched him talk about things), that we’d end up on the same side–either by him coming closer to mine, or I coming closer to his.
    That’s rare and to be valued in the blogosphere. The loss of that is something we should mourn (among other things).

  3109. While I Sleep

    Havent much energy yet, so heres linkorama to things you might have missed: Andrew Olmsted, AKA GKar at Obsidian Wings, has been killed in Iraq. He left a post to publish in case of his death. Rats foiled again? Does Romneys…

  3110. While I Sleep

    Havent much energy yet, so heres linkorama to things you might have missed: Andrew Olmsted, AKA GKar at Obsidian Wings, has been killed in Iraq. He left a post to publish in case of his death. Rats foiled again? Does Romneys…

  3111. While I Sleep

    Havent much energy yet, so heres linkorama to things you might have missed: Andrew Olmsted, AKA GKar at Obsidian Wings, has been killed in Iraq. He left a post to publish in case of his death. Rats foiled again? Does Romneys…

  3118. Rest in Peace, sir. May those who knew the fallen know that their soldier is in the company of many great men. Men that made a real difference, not only in the tide of war – but the lives of the men and women with whom we served. I never met MAJ Olmsted, and I never read his work, but the loss of a member of what I very much consider to be my extended family is always felt. My tears may not be shed, I’m afraid I ran out of those as a PFC in my first rotation, but the losses are still remembered.
    ::digital salute::,
    SGT Anthony Martinez

  3119. Rest in Peace, sir. May those who knew the fallen know that their soldier is in the company of many great men. Men that made a real difference, not only in the tide of war – but the lives of the men and women with whom we served. I never met MAJ Olmsted, and I never read his work, but the loss of a member of what I very much consider to be my extended family is always felt. My tears may not be shed, I’m afraid I ran out of those as a PFC in my first rotation, but the losses are still remembered.
    ::digital salute::,
    SGT Anthony Martinez

  3120. Rest in Peace, sir. May those who knew the fallen know that their soldier is in the company of many great men. Men that made a real difference, not only in the tide of war – but the lives of the men and women with whom we served. I never met MAJ Olmsted, and I never read his work, but the loss of a member of what I very much consider to be my extended family is always felt. My tears may not be shed, I’m afraid I ran out of those as a PFC in my first rotation, but the losses are still remembered.
    ::digital salute::,
    SGT Anthony Martinez

  3121. “My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.”
    Ugh, I can’t tell you how many times I told Andrew to “stay safe,” and how useless I knew it was each time.
    It’s the g-damn reason I worried about him every day. The guy is in the obvious situation, and you worry about the obvious whenever you think of it, which was often for some of us, all along with trying equally every moment to explain to each other that somehow it will all work out.
    And so on and so on and so on. Still not remotely coherent about it.
    But we actually talked about that sort of thing. Andy was well aware of the danger. He was well aware of his friends knowing of the danger. He didn’t dismiss it. Whenever it came up, he spoke of it in sober terms, saying that he sure didn’t want to get hurt, but that he knew it was very possible, and that’s the draw, and so on.
    And he didn’t think he was brave, but just doing a job, and trying to run from trouble, while still doing the job.
    We hear that he died trying to talk some enemy into surrendering, rather than killing them. Early stories like this are, frankly, usually wrong and not to be trusted, but that would absolutely be the Andy we didn’t know enough, but are uttterly unsurprised might do that kind of thing. Setting aside my normal caution, I’ll believe it until I hear otherwise, and if I hear otherwise, I’ll still know that that’s what Andy would have done.
    I don’t think I need to say more about that.

  3122. “My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.”
    Ugh, I can’t tell you how many times I told Andrew to “stay safe,” and how useless I knew it was each time.
    It’s the g-damn reason I worried about him every day. The guy is in the obvious situation, and you worry about the obvious whenever you think of it, which was often for some of us, all along with trying equally every moment to explain to each other that somehow it will all work out.
    And so on and so on and so on. Still not remotely coherent about it.
    But we actually talked about that sort of thing. Andy was well aware of the danger. He was well aware of his friends knowing of the danger. He didn’t dismiss it. Whenever it came up, he spoke of it in sober terms, saying that he sure didn’t want to get hurt, but that he knew it was very possible, and that’s the draw, and so on.
    And he didn’t think he was brave, but just doing a job, and trying to run from trouble, while still doing the job.
    We hear that he died trying to talk some enemy into surrendering, rather than killing them. Early stories like this are, frankly, usually wrong and not to be trusted, but that would absolutely be the Andy we didn’t know enough, but are uttterly unsurprised might do that kind of thing. Setting aside my normal caution, I’ll believe it until I hear otherwise, and if I hear otherwise, I’ll still know that that’s what Andy would have done.
    I don’t think I need to say more about that.

  3123. “My last comment to Andrew. Clearly he thought too much of his fellow soldiers to follow my advice, showing him to be a far, far better man than I.”
    Ugh, I can’t tell you how many times I told Andrew to “stay safe,” and how useless I knew it was each time.
    It’s the g-damn reason I worried about him every day. The guy is in the obvious situation, and you worry about the obvious whenever you think of it, which was often for some of us, all along with trying equally every moment to explain to each other that somehow it will all work out.
    And so on and so on and so on. Still not remotely coherent about it.
    But we actually talked about that sort of thing. Andy was well aware of the danger. He was well aware of his friends knowing of the danger. He didn’t dismiss it. Whenever it came up, he spoke of it in sober terms, saying that he sure didn’t want to get hurt, but that he knew it was very possible, and that’s the draw, and so on.
    And he didn’t think he was brave, but just doing a job, and trying to run from trouble, while still doing the job.
    We hear that he died trying to talk some enemy into surrendering, rather than killing them. Early stories like this are, frankly, usually wrong and not to be trusted, but that would absolutely be the Andy we didn’t know enough, but are uttterly unsurprised might do that kind of thing. Setting aside my normal caution, I’ll believe it until I hear otherwise, and if I hear otherwise, I’ll still know that that’s what Andy would have done.
    I don’t think I need to say more about that.

  3127. Gary-I think you got the story correct. It came from a man on the ground. That’s the essence of COIN. The bad guys do otherwise, though.

  3128. Gary-I think you got the story correct. It came from a man on the ground. That’s the essence of COIN. The bad guys do otherwise, though.

  3129. Gary-I think you got the story correct. It came from a man on the ground. That’s the essence of COIN. The bad guys do otherwise, though.

  3133. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3134. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3135. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3136. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3137. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3138. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3139. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3140. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3141. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3142. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3143. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3144. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls…it tolls for thee.
    We are a strange and perplexing species. We sense the Infinite in every breath, but we cannot know it…

  3145. I said the slideshow was nice, before, but I’d like to note that, while, sadly, due to its being Flash, one can neither link to it or save it, that the very last shot of Andy and Amanda walking through the yellow weeds just breaks me down completely into a complete puddle.
    Here and then 10.
    The others too, to be sure, but.
    Anarch, you don’t have to look, but. But.

  3146. I said the slideshow was nice, before, but I’d like to note that, while, sadly, due to its being Flash, one can neither link to it or save it, that the very last shot of Andy and Amanda walking through the yellow weeds just breaks me down completely into a complete puddle.
    Here and then 10.
    The others too, to be sure, but.
    Anarch, you don’t have to look, but. But.

  3147. I said the slideshow was nice, before, but I’d like to note that, while, sadly, due to its being Flash, one can neither link to it or save it, that the very last shot of Andy and Amanda walking through the yellow weeds just breaks me down completely into a complete puddle.
    Here and then 10.
    The others too, to be sure, but.
    Anarch, you don’t have to look, but. But.

  3148. I had never read a word by Andrew Olmsted prior to the article published after his death. In spite of that, it is impossible not to feel the loss of such an incredibly honest person. A reader can understand this man because of his obvious lack of pretension. He talks about having an ego, but all should have such control over that ego.
    Major Olmsted was doing the best he could in a situation in which he seemed to feel some ambivalence. It must take great courage, pride, and persistence to fight on while not possessing certainty about the logic and purpose of that fight.
    It is to be hoped that Andrew Olmsted’s wife can come to feel the peace he obviously wishes for her.

  3149. I had never read a word by Andrew Olmsted prior to the article published after his death. In spite of that, it is impossible not to feel the loss of such an incredibly honest person. A reader can understand this man because of his obvious lack of pretension. He talks about having an ego, but all should have such control over that ego.
    Major Olmsted was doing the best he could in a situation in which he seemed to feel some ambivalence. It must take great courage, pride, and persistence to fight on while not possessing certainty about the logic and purpose of that fight.
    It is to be hoped that Andrew Olmsted’s wife can come to feel the peace he obviously wishes for her.

  3150. I had never read a word by Andrew Olmsted prior to the article published after his death. In spite of that, it is impossible not to feel the loss of such an incredibly honest person. A reader can understand this man because of his obvious lack of pretension. He talks about having an ego, but all should have such control over that ego.
    Major Olmsted was doing the best he could in a situation in which he seemed to feel some ambivalence. It must take great courage, pride, and persistence to fight on while not possessing certainty about the logic and purpose of that fight.
    It is to be hoped that Andrew Olmsted’s wife can come to feel the peace he obviously wishes for her.

  3151. I’m utterly inclined to quote and link to myself, since, hey, I know best what I said.
    I’d like to point out again what many may have missed, which is Hilzoy’s first comment after her heartfelt post:

    Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.
    Posted by: hilzoy | January 04, 2008 at 04:58 PM

    Fill in your own song quotes and poetry.

  3152. I’m utterly inclined to quote and link to myself, since, hey, I know best what I said.
    I’d like to point out again what many may have missed, which is Hilzoy’s first comment after her heartfelt post:

    Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.
    Posted by: hilzoy | January 04, 2008 at 04:58 PM

    Fill in your own song quotes and poetry.

  3153. I’m utterly inclined to quote and link to myself, since, hey, I know best what I said.
    I’d like to point out again what many may have missed, which is Hilzoy’s first comment after her heartfelt post:

    Gary: in the “irony of ironies” vein: the last thing I said to Andy, at 8:40 am as he was heading out to what turned out to be his last mission, was: “Have a great day. Bye.”
    I wish he could read the comments here. I don’t think he ever actually believed that what he wrote had any real impact. (He could be insecure that way: compliments bounced right off him.) It would mean the world to him And now it never will.
    Posted by: hilzoy | January 04, 2008 at 04:58 PM

    Fill in your own song quotes and poetry.

  3157. In 2003 we buried my father — a veteran of Korea, long-lived, surrounded by his ten kids and nineteen grandchildren. Just before the final moments, two of my cousins, both in the Air Force, folded the flag and presented it to my mother.
    I don’t remember much of what was said right then, and I later learned that the words are different for each branch of the service. But one sentiment runs through them all:
    Words of thanks or appreciation “on behalf of a grateful nation.”
    Those are very, very hard words to hear. I hope the family of Maj. Olmsted finds some comfort in them.
    Grief is unavoidable, and positive, and good, and awful — and it gets easier with time.
    May this nation do Maj. Olmsted proud, as he did for us.

  3158. In 2003 we buried my father — a veteran of Korea, long-lived, surrounded by his ten kids and nineteen grandchildren. Just before the final moments, two of my cousins, both in the Air Force, folded the flag and presented it to my mother.
    I don’t remember much of what was said right then, and I later learned that the words are different for each branch of the service. But one sentiment runs through them all:
    Words of thanks or appreciation “on behalf of a grateful nation.”
    Those are very, very hard words to hear. I hope the family of Maj. Olmsted finds some comfort in them.
    Grief is unavoidable, and positive, and good, and awful — and it gets easier with time.
    May this nation do Maj. Olmsted proud, as he did for us.

  3159. In 2003 we buried my father — a veteran of Korea, long-lived, surrounded by his ten kids and nineteen grandchildren. Just before the final moments, two of my cousins, both in the Air Force, folded the flag and presented it to my mother.
    I don’t remember much of what was said right then, and I later learned that the words are different for each branch of the service. But one sentiment runs through them all:
    Words of thanks or appreciation “on behalf of a grateful nation.”
    Those are very, very hard words to hear. I hope the family of Maj. Olmsted finds some comfort in them.
    Grief is unavoidable, and positive, and good, and awful — and it gets easier with time.
    May this nation do Maj. Olmsted proud, as he did for us.

  3160. Andrew:
    You were a giant among bloggers even though you didn’t know it. You were a fine and thoughtful man and one I was proud to call a friend.
    From a fellow brother in arms, I wish you God speed.
    May you rest in peace.

  3161. Andrew:
    You were a giant among bloggers even though you didn’t know it. You were a fine and thoughtful man and one I was proud to call a friend.
    From a fellow brother in arms, I wish you God speed.
    May you rest in peace.

  3162. Andrew:
    You were a giant among bloggers even though you didn’t know it. You were a fine and thoughtful man and one I was proud to call a friend.
    From a fellow brother in arms, I wish you God speed.
    May you rest in peace.

  3163. I’m crying at work as well, which really bites because I’m an operator at a local answering service. Try to swallow tears while answering the phones and taking messages for people who are just trying to live their lives. Fools, the lot of them.
    I’ve never read this guy’s blog before. I found it on Fark.com, but I’m really touched. I wish the best for his family; he obviously touched a lot of people (including me). Perhaps they will find some solace in that.
    Please accept my heartfelt condolences.

  3164. I’m crying at work as well, which really bites because I’m an operator at a local answering service. Try to swallow tears while answering the phones and taking messages for people who are just trying to live their lives. Fools, the lot of them.
    I’ve never read this guy’s blog before. I found it on Fark.com, but I’m really touched. I wish the best for his family; he obviously touched a lot of people (including me). Perhaps they will find some solace in that.
    Please accept my heartfelt condolences.

  3165. I’m crying at work as well, which really bites because I’m an operator at a local answering service. Try to swallow tears while answering the phones and taking messages for people who are just trying to live their lives. Fools, the lot of them.
    I’ve never read this guy’s blog before. I found it on Fark.com, but I’m really touched. I wish the best for his family; he obviously touched a lot of people (including me). Perhaps they will find some solace in that.
    Please accept my heartfelt condolences.

  3169. Words fail me and to say “thank you” seems to be so trite. Please accept my salute as my way of saying everything that I cannot say in words.

  3170. Words fail me and to say “thank you” seems to be so trite. Please accept my salute as my way of saying everything that I cannot say in words.

  3171. Words fail me and to say “thank you” seems to be so trite. Please accept my salute as my way of saying everything that I cannot say in words.

  3172. I didn’t personally know Andrey, and I actually never have read anything by him until today. I read the post because a friend said it was quite moving, and after reading it, even though I never met the guy. I cried. This man comes off as an opinionated, yet logical man. A man that served his country until the end, maybe not necessarily because he believed what we were doing is right, but because he had a job to do, and he did it to the best of his abilities.
    oh! if only the world was filled with men like this.
    this man is an inspiration even in his final words, he has inspired me to try to be more open minded and logical.
    May you rest in peace.

  3173. I didn’t personally know Andrey, and I actually never have read anything by him until today. I read the post because a friend said it was quite moving, and after reading it, even though I never met the guy. I cried. This man comes off as an opinionated, yet logical man. A man that served his country until the end, maybe not necessarily because he believed what we were doing is right, but because he had a job to do, and he did it to the best of his abilities.
    oh! if only the world was filled with men like this.
    this man is an inspiration even in his final words, he has inspired me to try to be more open minded and logical.
    May you rest in peace.

  3174. I didn’t personally know Andrey, and I actually never have read anything by him until today. I read the post because a friend said it was quite moving, and after reading it, even though I never met the guy. I cried. This man comes off as an opinionated, yet logical man. A man that served his country until the end, maybe not necessarily because he believed what we were doing is right, but because he had a job to do, and he did it to the best of his abilities.
    oh! if only the world was filled with men like this.
    this man is an inspiration even in his final words, he has inspired me to try to be more open minded and logical.
    May you rest in peace.

  3175. Andrew’s self-obituary has moved me to tears. He is a fallen soldier, to be honored in death (as in life, hopefully). A true hero, regardless of the minute circumstances of his death. He is also a great soul, as demonstrated in the amazing revelations of his final, fond farewell to family, friends, comrades in arms, and even strangers. I mourn his loss, but celebrate such a life. We all die, but how many of us truly live fulfilling lives? Andrew, despite his humility and self-deprecation, ultimately understood that he had lived a truly fulfilling life — or he could not have written such an eloguent and consequential obituary. Our world is darker from his absence, but his soul shines brightly in the stars. That light is hardly as warm to us as when he lived on the earth, but it is just as bright in the heavens. My deepest condolences to all his loved ones. I give a (civilian) salute to him, and to those who sustained and loved him in life as in death.

  3176. Andrew’s self-obituary has moved me to tears. He is a fallen soldier, to be honored in death (as in life, hopefully). A true hero, regardless of the minute circumstances of his death. He is also a great soul, as demonstrated in the amazing revelations of his final, fond farewell to family, friends, comrades in arms, and even strangers. I mourn his loss, but celebrate such a life. We all die, but how many of us truly live fulfilling lives? Andrew, despite his humility and self-deprecation, ultimately understood that he had lived a truly fulfilling life — or he could not have written such an eloguent and consequential obituary. Our world is darker from his absence, but his soul shines brightly in the stars. That light is hardly as warm to us as when he lived on the earth, but it is just as bright in the heavens. My deepest condolences to all his loved ones. I give a (civilian) salute to him, and to those who sustained and loved him in life as in death.

  3177. Andrew’s self-obituary has moved me to tears. He is a fallen soldier, to be honored in death (as in life, hopefully). A true hero, regardless of the minute circumstances of his death. He is also a great soul, as demonstrated in the amazing revelations of his final, fond farewell to family, friends, comrades in arms, and even strangers. I mourn his loss, but celebrate such a life. We all die, but how many of us truly live fulfilling lives? Andrew, despite his humility and self-deprecation, ultimately understood that he had lived a truly fulfilling life — or he could not have written such an eloguent and consequential obituary. Our world is darker from his absence, but his soul shines brightly in the stars. That light is hardly as warm to us as when he lived on the earth, but it is just as bright in the heavens. My deepest condolences to all his loved ones. I give a (civilian) salute to him, and to those who sustained and loved him in life as in death.

  3181. Jes’s selections here are excellent. I’m going to search out some of my favourites by him, as both “Andrew” and “G’Kar”.
    Gary: I saw that NY Post article and had one of those strangely giddy “holy shit!” moments on Andrew’s behalf.
    And yes, that slide show @ the RMN site is…
    yes. Even and especially after multiple viewing.
    Anyway, let’s start off with a selection from Andrew’s pad:
    – Considering Consequences
    It was written in February of last year, not long before Andrew “gave up” blogging about politics. Please note that I’m offering this post as an example of his thoughtfulness, his overall tone as a writer, and how his principles so completely infused his writing. Its inclusion (and any other future posts that I choose to highlight) should not be interpreted as a political statement on my part. Hell, I can guarantee there are several points of minutia contained in this and other posts that rub me the wrong way. Perhaps one day Andrew and I can hash those minor differences out (yes, I’m keeping a list–just in case.)
    Hil, thank you so much for taking all this on. <3
    Gary, you're a mensch. Seriously. <3
    (That's twice now in the past 24 hrs that I've used that term. I'm sure you can guess who the other person I bestowed the title upon was.)
    Anyway, more to come...
    [Note: link replaced at commenter's request]

  3182. Jes’s selections here are excellent. I’m going to search out some of my favourites by him, as both “Andrew” and “G’Kar”.
    Gary: I saw that NY Post article and had one of those strangely giddy “holy shit!” moments on Andrew’s behalf.
    And yes, that slide show @ the RMN site is…
    yes. Even and especially after multiple viewing.
    Anyway, let’s start off with a selection from Andrew’s pad:
    – Considering Consequences
    It was written in February of last year, not long before Andrew “gave up” blogging about politics. Please note that I’m offering this post as an example of his thoughtfulness, his overall tone as a writer, and how his principles so completely infused his writing. Its inclusion (and any other future posts that I choose to highlight) should not be interpreted as a political statement on my part. Hell, I can guarantee there are several points of minutia contained in this and other posts that rub me the wrong way. Perhaps one day Andrew and I can hash those minor differences out (yes, I’m keeping a list–just in case.)
    Hil, thank you so much for taking all this on. <3
    Gary, you're a mensch. Seriously. <3
    (That's twice now in the past 24 hrs that I've used that term. I'm sure you can guess who the other person I bestowed the title upon was.)
    Anyway, more to come...
    [Note: link replaced at commenter's request]

  3183. Jes’s selections here are excellent. I’m going to search out some of my favourites by him, as both “Andrew” and “G’Kar”.
    Gary: I saw that NY Post article and had one of those strangely giddy “holy shit!” moments on Andrew’s behalf.
    And yes, that slide show @ the RMN site is…
    yes. Even and especially after multiple viewing.
    Anyway, let’s start off with a selection from Andrew’s pad:
    – Considering Consequences
    It was written in February of last year, not long before Andrew “gave up” blogging about politics. Please note that I’m offering this post as an example of his thoughtfulness, his overall tone as a writer, and how his principles so completely infused his writing. Its inclusion (and any other future posts that I choose to highlight) should not be interpreted as a political statement on my part. Hell, I can guarantee there are several points of minutia contained in this and other posts that rub me the wrong way. Perhaps one day Andrew and I can hash those minor differences out (yes, I’m keeping a list–just in case.)
    Hil, thank you so much for taking all this on. <3
    Gary, you're a mensch. Seriously. <3
    (That's twice now in the past 24 hrs that I've used that term. I'm sure you can guess who the other person I bestowed the title upon was.)
    Anyway, more to come...
    [Note: link replaced at commenter's request]

  3184. I’d never heard of Maj. Olmsted before this. I’m right in the middle of watching all five years of Babylon5. (Just watched “Severed Dreams” yesterday.) To those of you who question his quoting of the characters, trust me, it’s not out of place at all. Watch it and you’ll understand.
    Sleep in light, Andrew Olmsted.

  3185. I’d never heard of Maj. Olmsted before this. I’m right in the middle of watching all five years of Babylon5. (Just watched “Severed Dreams” yesterday.) To those of you who question his quoting of the characters, trust me, it’s not out of place at all. Watch it and you’ll understand.
    Sleep in light, Andrew Olmsted.

  3186. I’d never heard of Maj. Olmsted before this. I’m right in the middle of watching all five years of Babylon5. (Just watched “Severed Dreams” yesterday.) To those of you who question his quoting of the characters, trust me, it’s not out of place at all. Watch it and you’ll understand.
    Sleep in light, Andrew Olmsted.

  3196. Amanda and Nancy — I respect and honor Andrew’s service. I also recognize that you as well as he have sacrificed. When I get to vote, I will remember that the cost of being able to do so includes your sorrow. When I get to worship, I will remember that the cost of our constitutional freedom of religion includes the ache in your heart from missing him. When I get to see my family living in freedom, I will remember that the cost of their doing so includes the loss of your husband and son. I owe you, and the other members of your family, a debt that I cannot repay. Please know that you as well as Andrew are in our thoughts and prayers.

  3197. Amanda and Nancy — I respect and honor Andrew’s service. I also recognize that you as well as he have sacrificed. When I get to vote, I will remember that the cost of being able to do so includes your sorrow. When I get to worship, I will remember that the cost of our constitutional freedom of religion includes the ache in your heart from missing him. When I get to see my family living in freedom, I will remember that the cost of their doing so includes the loss of your husband and son. I owe you, and the other members of your family, a debt that I cannot repay. Please know that you as well as Andrew are in our thoughts and prayers.

  3198. Amanda and Nancy — I respect and honor Andrew’s service. I also recognize that you as well as he have sacrificed. When I get to vote, I will remember that the cost of being able to do so includes your sorrow. When I get to worship, I will remember that the cost of our constitutional freedom of religion includes the ache in your heart from missing him. When I get to see my family living in freedom, I will remember that the cost of their doing so includes the loss of your husband and son. I owe you, and the other members of your family, a debt that I cannot repay. Please know that you as well as Andrew are in our thoughts and prayers.

  3199. A true measure of a man is how much he loves and is loved by others. I heard about this on TNR and came to read it. Judging by the sheer volume of comments if I could be half the man this young man was than I should count myself blessed. Though I do not envy this mans death, I envy the love he has inspired in so many others. I hope and pray that in the fullness of time his family and friends can take comfort in the inspiration he has given. Here was a Man. May he rest in peace.

  3200. A true measure of a man is how much he loves and is loved by others. I heard about this on TNR and came to read it. Judging by the sheer volume of comments if I could be half the man this young man was than I should count myself blessed. Though I do not envy this mans death, I envy the love he has inspired in so many others. I hope and pray that in the fullness of time his family and friends can take comfort in the inspiration he has given. Here was a Man. May he rest in peace.

  3201. A true measure of a man is how much he loves and is loved by others. I heard about this on TNR and came to read it. Judging by the sheer volume of comments if I could be half the man this young man was than I should count myself blessed. Though I do not envy this mans death, I envy the love he has inspired in so many others. I hope and pray that in the fullness of time his family and friends can take comfort in the inspiration he has given. Here was a Man. May he rest in peace.

  3202. Q’aplah Young Warrior, your life was not in vain. You dared to live! I really enjoyed reading your lasts words. I hope I am as brave as you are! Nothing is destroyed only transformed. You made it to Stovakohr!

  3203. Q’aplah Young Warrior, your life was not in vain. You dared to live! I really enjoyed reading your lasts words. I hope I am as brave as you are! Nothing is destroyed only transformed. You made it to Stovakohr!

  3204. Q’aplah Young Warrior, your life was not in vain. You dared to live! I really enjoyed reading your lasts words. I hope I am as brave as you are! Nothing is destroyed only transformed. You made it to Stovakohr!

  3214. This is the first I have read of his writing- which brings to my mind a great sadness- I would have liked to have known him. What a contemplative and big-hearted essay he has left. As a fellow human being, and a Babylon 5 appreciator, I will also miss his potential contributions. I feel we are being deprived of a wonderful thinker.
    What a complex and honest last essay. My condolences to his family and his friends.

  3215. This is the first I have read of his writing- which brings to my mind a great sadness- I would have liked to have known him. What a contemplative and big-hearted essay he has left. As a fellow human being, and a Babylon 5 appreciator, I will also miss his potential contributions. I feel we are being deprived of a wonderful thinker.
    What a complex and honest last essay. My condolences to his family and his friends.

  3216. This is the first I have read of his writing- which brings to my mind a great sadness- I would have liked to have known him. What a contemplative and big-hearted essay he has left. As a fellow human being, and a Babylon 5 appreciator, I will also miss his potential contributions. I feel we are being deprived of a wonderful thinker.
    What a complex and honest last essay. My condolences to his family and his friends.

  3220. I leared of Andy’s death from a fellow blogger. I wanted to offer my condolences to his family. From the outpouring of support on this post it’s obvious,he must have been a damn fine guy.

  3221. I leared of Andy’s death from a fellow blogger. I wanted to offer my condolences to his family. From the outpouring of support on this post it’s obvious,he must have been a damn fine guy.

  3222. I leared of Andy’s death from a fellow blogger. I wanted to offer my condolences to his family. From the outpouring of support on this post it’s obvious,he must have been a damn fine guy.

  3223. links for 2008-01-06

    Obsidian Wings: Andy Olmsted pretty much essential reading for anybody who has considered Mortality (tags: writing mementomori)…

  3224. links for 2008-01-06

    Obsidian Wings: Andy Olmsted pretty much essential reading for anybody who has considered Mortality (tags: writing mementomori)…

  3225. links for 2008-01-06

    Obsidian Wings: Andy Olmsted pretty much essential reading for anybody who has considered Mortality (tags: writing mementomori)…

  3235. oh my god i’d never read or heard anything about him or really any other specific blog but i’m crying that was so incredibly poignant my deepest condolences go out to everyone who knew him personally or through the internet.

  3236. oh my god i’d never read or heard anything about him or really any other specific blog but i’m crying that was so incredibly poignant my deepest condolences go out to everyone who knew him personally or through the internet.

  3237. oh my god i’d never read or heard anything about him or really any other specific blog but i’m crying that was so incredibly poignant my deepest condolences go out to everyone who knew him personally or through the internet.

  3238. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument: Step back a second. Try to understand what’s going on here. G’Kar thoughtfully (and look how often that word’s been used here to describe him) left us with something to remember him by. He asked that it not become a venue for political sniping. We’re honoring him and his request. Someone who insists that he has a right to say whatever he wants to say at this precise time and place, regardless of the wishes of G’Kar and the feelings of his mourners, well, we know that guy: he’s named Fred Phelps. I don’t think that’s who you want to be.

  3239. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument: Step back a second. Try to understand what’s going on here. G’Kar thoughtfully (and look how often that word’s been used here to describe him) left us with something to remember him by. He asked that it not become a venue for political sniping. We’re honoring him and his request. Someone who insists that he has a right to say whatever he wants to say at this precise time and place, regardless of the wishes of G’Kar and the feelings of his mourners, well, we know that guy: he’s named Fred Phelps. I don’t think that’s who you want to be.

  3240. censorship_is_not_a_counterargument: Step back a second. Try to understand what’s going on here. G’Kar thoughtfully (and look how often that word’s been used here to describe him) left us with something to remember him by. He asked that it not become a venue for political sniping. We’re honoring him and his request. Someone who insists that he has a right to say whatever he wants to say at this precise time and place, regardless of the wishes of G’Kar and the feelings of his mourners, well, we know that guy: he’s named Fred Phelps. I don’t think that’s who you want to be.

  3241. Relax, Matttbastard.
    Andy wouldn’t want you to sweat it. None of us would.
    So don’t sweat it.
    (I’m personally planning on using “Andy wouldn’t like it” indefinitely, as appropriately. No matter that he was The Major, rather than The Lieutenant. I picked it up from Heinlein, yes, and so did Andy, and I think he’d kind of find it funny. So there. Without getting into the virtues or flaws of That Book.)

  3242. Relax, Matttbastard.
    Andy wouldn’t want you to sweat it. None of us would.
    So don’t sweat it.
    (I’m personally planning on using “Andy wouldn’t like it” indefinitely, as appropriately. No matter that he was The Major, rather than The Lieutenant. I picked it up from Heinlein, yes, and so did Andy, and I think he’d kind of find it funny. So there. Without getting into the virtues or flaws of That Book.)

  3243. Relax, Matttbastard.
    Andy wouldn’t want you to sweat it. None of us would.
    So don’t sweat it.
    (I’m personally planning on using “Andy wouldn’t like it” indefinitely, as appropriately. No matter that he was The Major, rather than The Lieutenant. I picked it up from Heinlein, yes, and so did Andy, and I think he’d kind of find it funny. So there. Without getting into the virtues or flaws of That Book.)

  3244. To Andy’s family and friends —
    I didn’t know him but feel that I did, perhaps because of his first name. We had another Andy at the DU who passed on from cancer. That was tragic enough… but this is unspeakable. I am a mother and grandmother. My heart goes out to all of you on this tragedy. I feel so sad for you and the other families that have to bear this pain. I will light a candle for you, Andy, tomorrow morning, at a service I attend. Rest in peace.
    Radio Lady Ellen, Portland, Oregon

  3245. To Andy’s family and friends —
    I didn’t know him but feel that I did, perhaps because of his first name. We had another Andy at the DU who passed on from cancer. That was tragic enough… but this is unspeakable. I am a mother and grandmother. My heart goes out to all of you on this tragedy. I feel so sad for you and the other families that have to bear this pain. I will light a candle for you, Andy, tomorrow morning, at a service I attend. Rest in peace.
    Radio Lady Ellen, Portland, Oregon

  3246. To Andy’s family and friends —
    I didn’t know him but feel that I did, perhaps because of his first name. We had another Andy at the DU who passed on from cancer. That was tragic enough… but this is unspeakable. I am a mother and grandmother. My heart goes out to all of you on this tragedy. I feel so sad for you and the other families that have to bear this pain. I will light a candle for you, Andy, tomorrow morning, at a service I attend. Rest in peace.
    Radio Lady Ellen, Portland, Oregon

  3247. I have no further words to honor Andrew beyond what I wrote yesterday, except to marvel yet again at how many people his life and words have touched.
    I would like to add my voice, however, to those who thank Hilzoy (the medium through which we hear the voice of one who has passed on) and Gary (his “pitbull friend”), in particular. But beyond them I thank ALL of the ObWi regulars (= those whose names I recognize) for how they have dealt with this matter here: with compassion, with dignity, with restraint, with humor, as Andrew would have wanted, I believe. To see DaveC and Jesurgislac and OCSteve and MatttBastard and Charles Bird and Libjaponicus many others singing the same tune here – if no place else! – is to acknowledge how fortunate we are in the community that we share, and that G’Kar in his various manifestations shared with us (and enhanced). My gratitude to all.
    And to the rest: Those who came to honor Major Olmsted, we gratefully welcome you. Those with some other axe to grind here: Shame on you.

  3248. I have no further words to honor Andrew beyond what I wrote yesterday, except to marvel yet again at how many people his life and words have touched.
    I would like to add my voice, however, to those who thank Hilzoy (the medium through which we hear the voice of one who has passed on) and Gary (his “pitbull friend”), in particular. But beyond them I thank ALL of the ObWi regulars (= those whose names I recognize) for how they have dealt with this matter here: with compassion, with dignity, with restraint, with humor, as Andrew would have wanted, I believe. To see DaveC and Jesurgislac and OCSteve and MatttBastard and Charles Bird and Libjaponicus many others singing the same tune here – if no place else! – is to acknowledge how fortunate we are in the community that we share, and that G’Kar in his various manifestations shared with us (and enhanced). My gratitude to all.
    And to the rest: Those who came to honor Major Olmsted, we gratefully welcome you. Those with some other axe to grind here: Shame on you.

  3249. I have no further words to honor Andrew beyond what I wrote yesterday, except to marvel yet again at how many people his life and words have touched.
    I would like to add my voice, however, to those who thank Hilzoy (the medium through which we hear the voice of one who has passed on) and Gary (his “pitbull friend”), in particular. But beyond them I thank ALL of the ObWi regulars (= those whose names I recognize) for how they have dealt with this matter here: with compassion, with dignity, with restraint, with humor, as Andrew would have wanted, I believe. To see DaveC and Jesurgislac and OCSteve and MatttBastard and Charles Bird and Libjaponicus many others singing the same tune here – if no place else! – is to acknowledge how fortunate we are in the community that we share, and that G’Kar in his various manifestations shared with us (and enhanced). My gratitude to all.
    And to the rest: Those who came to honor Major Olmsted, we gratefully welcome you. Those with some other axe to grind here: Shame on you.

  3250. I’ve been following Andrew’s story for several hours tonight. And here’s one thing I don’t get:
    It’s funny, because there have been many comments across the internet about the fact that he uses many Babylon 5 quotes in his letter. People think this makes him uncultured or geeky or that it takes away from the solemnity of the letter. I heartily and thoroughly disagree.
    If anything, quoting from a television show he (clearly) loved shows exactly who Andrew was when he died. If I died tomorrow, and if I had a letter, it would probably be rife with Harry Potter, Buffy and Richard Bach quotes. Because that’s what I loved, and that’s what impacted *me*. Maybe it wouldn’t be brilliant, but it would be mine.
    Good for him for using the words that were important to him, even if others deem them lowly.
    Rest in Peace, Andrew.

  3251. I’ve been following Andrew’s story for several hours tonight. And here’s one thing I don’t get:
    It’s funny, because there have been many comments across the internet about the fact that he uses many Babylon 5 quotes in his letter. People think this makes him uncultured or geeky or that it takes away from the solemnity of the letter. I heartily and thoroughly disagree.
    If anything, quoting from a television show he (clearly) loved shows exactly who Andrew was when he died. If I died tomorrow, and if I had a letter, it would probably be rife with Harry Potter, Buffy and Richard Bach quotes. Because that’s what I loved, and that’s what impacted *me*. Maybe it wouldn’t be brilliant, but it would be mine.
    Good for him for using the words that were important to him, even if others deem them lowly.
    Rest in Peace, Andrew.

  3252. I’ve been following Andrew’s story for several hours tonight. And here’s one thing I don’t get:
    It’s funny, because there have been many comments across the internet about the fact that he uses many Babylon 5 quotes in his letter. People think this makes him uncultured or geeky or that it takes away from the solemnity of the letter. I heartily and thoroughly disagree.
    If anything, quoting from a television show he (clearly) loved shows exactly who Andrew was when he died. If I died tomorrow, and if I had a letter, it would probably be rife with Harry Potter, Buffy and Richard Bach quotes. Because that’s what I loved, and that’s what impacted *me*. Maybe it wouldn’t be brilliant, but it would be mine.
    Good for him for using the words that were important to him, even if others deem them lowly.
    Rest in Peace, Andrew.

  3253. I didn’t know Andy, and I didn’t read any of his previous posts, but:
    You, my friend, are in my heart. Your family is in my prayers, whatever that may mean. This war is tough and mean and difficult, and I pray that for people like you, and their families, it ends soon.
    Much love and peace.

  3254. I didn’t know Andy, and I didn’t read any of his previous posts, but:
    You, my friend, are in my heart. Your family is in my prayers, whatever that may mean. This war is tough and mean and difficult, and I pray that for people like you, and their families, it ends soon.
    Much love and peace.

  3255. I didn’t know Andy, and I didn’t read any of his previous posts, but:
    You, my friend, are in my heart. Your family is in my prayers, whatever that may mean. This war is tough and mean and difficult, and I pray that for people like you, and their families, it ends soon.
    Much love and peace.

  3256. You will live on. The voice of all our ancestors, the voice of our fathers and our mothers to the last generation. We created the world we think you would have wished for us, and now we leave the cradle for the last time.
    Ranger (the one from 1M years in the future), Babylon 5, Season 4 – The Deconstruction of Falling Stars
    As a Babylon 5 fan, I’m surprised Andy was concerned about the legacy of his contributions to the world. Obviously, he had no notion of the power and resonance that his last post would have on those of us who never knew him. Given the number of Internet archives, it seems unlikely that his written words are any less ephemeral than those of any earlier generation. Which leads me to a thought that seems fitting to a wake . . .
    It is not too hard to imagine some poor graduate student, a thousand years from now, trying to make sense of this particular post as part of her studies into the middle east conflicts of the 20th and 21st centuries. From what I’ve been able to glean from the comments of those who knew Andy, I suspect it would amuse him to imagine her trying to find the primary source for all these Babylon 5 quotes!
    We have all lost a unique and thoughtful voice. Those who actually knew Andy have lost far more, and to them I extend my deepest condolences.

  3257. You will live on. The voice of all our ancestors, the voice of our fathers and our mothers to the last generation. We created the world we think you would have wished for us, and now we leave the cradle for the last time.
    Ranger (the one from 1M years in the future), Babylon 5, Season 4 – The Deconstruction of Falling Stars
    As a Babylon 5 fan, I’m surprised Andy was concerned about the legacy of his contributions to the world. Obviously, he had no notion of the power and resonance that his last post would have on those of us who never knew him. Given the number of Internet archives, it seems unlikely that his written words are any less ephemeral than those of any earlier generation. Which leads me to a thought that seems fitting to a wake . . .
    It is not too hard to imagine some poor graduate student, a thousand years from now, trying to make sense of this particular post as part of her studies into the middle east conflicts of the 20th and 21st centuries. From what I’ve been able to glean from the comments of those who knew Andy, I suspect it would amuse him to imagine her trying to find the primary source for all these Babylon 5 quotes!
    We have all lost a unique and thoughtful voice. Those who actually knew Andy have lost far more, and to them I extend my deepest condolences.

  3258. You will live on. The voice of all our ancestors, the voice of our fathers and our mothers to the last generation. We created the world we think you would have wished for us, and now we leave the cradle for the last time.
    Ranger (the one from 1M years in the future), Babylon 5, Season 4 – The Deconstruction of Falling Stars
    As a Babylon 5 fan, I’m surprised Andy was concerned about the legacy of his contributions to the world. Obviously, he had no notion of the power and resonance that his last post would have on those of us who never knew him. Given the number of Internet archives, it seems unlikely that his written words are any less ephemeral than those of any earlier generation. Which leads me to a thought that seems fitting to a wake . . .
    It is not too hard to imagine some poor graduate student, a thousand years from now, trying to make sense of this particular post as part of her studies into the middle east conflicts of the 20th and 21st centuries. From what I’ve been able to glean from the comments of those who knew Andy, I suspect it would amuse him to imagine her trying to find the primary source for all these Babylon 5 quotes!
    We have all lost a unique and thoughtful voice. Those who actually knew Andy have lost far more, and to them I extend my deepest condolences.

  3259. i don’t read blogs often, and i can’t say i was aware of andy previous to today. however, he is a modest soul with a warm sense of humor, and, i hope, is getting a peaceful rest from the mortal coil. i wish his family love and hope through this dark time and encourage all readers to cry for him a little, just in case his hypothetical tear resurrection quotient exists. peace folks.

  3260. i don’t read blogs often, and i can’t say i was aware of andy previous to today. however, he is a modest soul with a warm sense of humor, and, i hope, is getting a peaceful rest from the mortal coil. i wish his family love and hope through this dark time and encourage all readers to cry for him a little, just in case his hypothetical tear resurrection quotient exists. peace folks.

  3261. i don’t read blogs often, and i can’t say i was aware of andy previous to today. however, he is a modest soul with a warm sense of humor, and, i hope, is getting a peaceful rest from the mortal coil. i wish his family love and hope through this dark time and encourage all readers to cry for him a little, just in case his hypothetical tear resurrection quotient exists. peace folks.

  3262. We have people like Maj Olmsted to thank that our bottles of tears are not much, much fuller. In times to come, have some fun in his name, too — Gary, everyone — I’d bet the Major wouldn’t like it if you didn’t.

  3263. We have people like Maj Olmsted to thank that our bottles of tears are not much, much fuller. In times to come, have some fun in his name, too — Gary, everyone — I’d bet the Major wouldn’t like it if you didn’t.

  3264. We have people like Maj Olmsted to thank that our bottles of tears are not much, much fuller. In times to come, have some fun in his name, too — Gary, everyone — I’d bet the Major wouldn’t like it if you didn’t.

  3265. To the family of this scholar and gentleman, I give my condolences, thoughts, and prayers.
    I hope you are given peace at such a difficult time.
    If I knew where you lived, I’d deliver baked goods.

  3266. To the family of this scholar and gentleman, I give my condolences, thoughts, and prayers.
    I hope you are given peace at such a difficult time.
    If I knew where you lived, I’d deliver baked goods.

  3267. To the family of this scholar and gentleman, I give my condolences, thoughts, and prayers.
    I hope you are given peace at such a difficult time.
    If I knew where you lived, I’d deliver baked goods.

  3268. I forwarded word of it to Joe, plus I note that a message signed JMS was already posted on Jan. 4 at 1:15 PM. So trust me, he knows.
    PAD

  3269. I forwarded word of it to Joe, plus I note that a message signed JMS was already posted on Jan. 4 at 1:15 PM. So trust me, he knows.
    PAD

  3270. I forwarded word of it to Joe, plus I note that a message signed JMS was already posted on Jan. 4 at 1:15 PM. So trust me, he knows.
    PAD

  3271. didn’t know him, never read his blog before, but wish I had met him in person.
    Andy embodied what it meant to be a man, a
    soldier, a husband/father, and an American.
    nothing can replace the pain this man’s
    family now feels, but I hope, amongst all
    the emotions they are feeling, they never
    lose that of being proud of him.
    In today’s partisan world, there is a true
    shortage of men like the Major. Let us hope
    his death is not viewed as a loss, but as
    an inspiration of what it it really means
    to be a man.
    God be with you Maj. Olmsted.

  3272. didn’t know him, never read his blog before, but wish I had met him in person.
    Andy embodied what it meant to be a man, a
    soldier, a husband/father, and an American.
    nothing can replace the pain this man’s
    family now feels, but I hope, amongst all
    the emotions they are feeling, they never
    lose that of being proud of him.
    In today’s partisan world, there is a true
    shortage of men like the Major. Let us hope
    his death is not viewed as a loss, but as
    an inspiration of what it it really means
    to be a man.
    God be with you Maj. Olmsted.

  3273. didn’t know him, never read his blog before, but wish I had met him in person.
    Andy embodied what it meant to be a man, a
    soldier, a husband/father, and an American.
    nothing can replace the pain this man’s
    family now feels, but I hope, amongst all
    the emotions they are feeling, they never
    lose that of being proud of him.
    In today’s partisan world, there is a true
    shortage of men like the Major. Let us hope
    his death is not viewed as a loss, but as
    an inspiration of what it it really means
    to be a man.
    God be with you Maj. Olmsted.

  3274. It was not his last post that touched those who read him through the years. It was all of them, remembered and enjoyed, in addition to his thoughtful and loving adieu.
    Like him, I’m skeptical about a life beyond. However, were I to design one, it would have a revered spot, a simple chair. There’d be a red carpet to it. Angels with trumpet flares would announce the arrival of the person it was meant for.
    A town crier would lead a procession shouting “Make way! Make way! Step aside to honor One Truly Great Blogger!”
    Millions would await Major Olmstead’s arrival and begin cheering at the sight of his carriage. Only to groan when the carriage door opened at the discovery it was empty.
    That, to me, is the only sort of Heaven that could be, For I’d be certain that Andrew abandoned his carriage to keep his foot in the pearly gate, so Capt Casey, and some other bloggers, and family members and friends – including some Iraqis – could sneak in, too.
    That’s why his death affects us. He just struck us as that kind of guy who could never see himself in a chair of honor, but loved the blogger’s chair, and reminded us that reasoned debate was not to gain superiority but to jointly obtain a modicum of truth. Including self-deprecation, as true a humor as there is.
    So “Make way! Make way! There goes one helluva blogger!”

  3275. It was not his last post that touched those who read him through the years. It was all of them, remembered and enjoyed, in addition to his thoughtful and loving adieu.
    Like him, I’m skeptical about a life beyond. However, were I to design one, it would have a revered spot, a simple chair. There’d be a red carpet to it. Angels with trumpet flares would announce the arrival of the person it was meant for.
    A town crier would lead a procession shouting “Make way! Make way! Step aside to honor One Truly Great Blogger!”
    Millions would await Major Olmstead’s arrival and begin cheering at the sight of his carriage. Only to groan when the carriage door opened at the discovery it was empty.
    That, to me, is the only sort of Heaven that could be, For I’d be certain that Andrew abandoned his carriage to keep his foot in the pearly gate, so Capt Casey, and some other bloggers, and family members and friends – including some Iraqis – could sneak in, too.
    That’s why his death affects us. He just struck us as that kind of guy who could never see himself in a chair of honor, but loved the blogger’s chair, and reminded us that reasoned debate was not to gain superiority but to jointly obtain a modicum of truth. Including self-deprecation, as true a humor as there is.
    So “Make way! Make way! There goes one helluva blogger!”

  3276. It was not his last post that touched those who read him through the years. It was all of them, remembered and enjoyed, in addition to his thoughtful and loving adieu.
    Like him, I’m skeptical about a life beyond. However, were I to design one, it would have a revered spot, a simple chair. There’d be a red carpet to it. Angels with trumpet flares would announce the arrival of the person it was meant for.
    A town crier would lead a procession shouting “Make way! Make way! Step aside to honor One Truly Great Blogger!”
    Millions would await Major Olmstead’s arrival and begin cheering at the sight of his carriage. Only to groan when the carriage door opened at the discovery it was empty.
    That, to me, is the only sort of Heaven that could be, For I’d be certain that Andrew abandoned his carriage to keep his foot in the pearly gate, so Capt Casey, and some other bloggers, and family members and friends – including some Iraqis – could sneak in, too.
    That’s why his death affects us. He just struck us as that kind of guy who could never see himself in a chair of honor, but loved the blogger’s chair, and reminded us that reasoned debate was not to gain superiority but to jointly obtain a modicum of truth. Including self-deprecation, as true a humor as there is.
    So “Make way! Make way! There goes one helluva blogger!”

  3277. Major Olmsted loses his life – A new solar cycle begins. Coincidence? I don’t think so. He was a warrior-poet, I think, following his Muse. Hail and farewell.

  3278. Major Olmsted loses his life – A new solar cycle begins. Coincidence? I don’t think so. He was a warrior-poet, I think, following his Muse. Hail and farewell.

  3279. Major Olmsted loses his life – A new solar cycle begins. Coincidence? I don’t think so. He was a warrior-poet, I think, following his Muse. Hail and farewell.

  3283. Having found myself crying without warning, after nearly five or six years without crying about anything, I don’t know what to say. He is so earnest, so funny, so tremendously human. I’m at a loss.

  3284. Having found myself crying without warning, after nearly five or six years without crying about anything, I don’t know what to say. He is so earnest, so funny, so tremendously human. I’m at a loss.

  3285. Having found myself crying without warning, after nearly five or six years without crying about anything, I don’t know what to say. He is so earnest, so funny, so tremendously human. I’m at a loss.

  3286. im a stranger to all of you, but when i was led to this page it made me do a perspective check on whats going on in the west. my prayers for him and his family. peace.

  3287. im a stranger to all of you, but when i was led to this page it made me do a perspective check on whats going on in the west. my prayers for him and his family. peace.

  3288. im a stranger to all of you, but when i was led to this page it made me do a perspective check on whats going on in the west. my prayers for him and his family. peace.

  3295. This is my first time to visit here, I never knew Andy or heard of him before today.
    Thank you for standing for something whether you beleived in it or not is not the question. I am a pacifist and hate war but respect those, like my father, who choose to stand and fight. Wishing this world was differnt does not work, standing for something changes things.
    Condolences to your family. The families of soldiers suffer so much. My tears seem little homage for you and your family.

  3296. This is my first time to visit here, I never knew Andy or heard of him before today.
    Thank you for standing for something whether you beleived in it or not is not the question. I am a pacifist and hate war but respect those, like my father, who choose to stand and fight. Wishing this world was differnt does not work, standing for something changes things.
    Condolences to your family. The families of soldiers suffer so much. My tears seem little homage for you and your family.

  3297. This is my first time to visit here, I never knew Andy or heard of him before today.
    Thank you for standing for something whether you beleived in it or not is not the question. I am a pacifist and hate war but respect those, like my father, who choose to stand and fight. Wishing this world was differnt does not work, standing for something changes things.
    Condolences to your family. The families of soldiers suffer so much. My tears seem little homage for you and your family.

  3301. somehow i was led to this page and I’m speechless.I’m only 15 but wow reading this.I think I’m not mature enough to,or just don’t know enough information about what has been happening on the other side.everyone’s life is so different.and some have led such meaningful lives.i feel,actually i feel very hounoured?/just plain happy that I found this page.this guy is just so inspirational,I can never forget this moment.even tho i personally have never met or known him.I wish I did meet him or others like him.it will be such an honour.May he rest in peace.And my condolences to his family.

  3302. somehow i was led to this page and I’m speechless.I’m only 15 but wow reading this.I think I’m not mature enough to,or just don’t know enough information about what has been happening on the other side.everyone’s life is so different.and some have led such meaningful lives.i feel,actually i feel very hounoured?/just plain happy that I found this page.this guy is just so inspirational,I can never forget this moment.even tho i personally have never met or known him.I wish I did meet him or others like him.it will be such an honour.May he rest in peace.And my condolences to his family.

  3303. somehow i was led to this page and I’m speechless.I’m only 15 but wow reading this.I think I’m not mature enough to,or just don’t know enough information about what has been happening on the other side.everyone’s life is so different.and some have led such meaningful lives.i feel,actually i feel very hounoured?/just plain happy that I found this page.this guy is just so inspirational,I can never forget this moment.even tho i personally have never met or known him.I wish I did meet him or others like him.it will be such an honour.May he rest in peace.And my condolences to his family.

  3304. I never knew the guy. I hate I didn’t. After reading his autobiographed eulogy I feel like I might have at least known him a little. Enough to care. That kind of article gives you goosebumps, makes you cry, makes you hate…it just brings emotion straight out of you. It pulls it from the bowls of your heart where you dare not tread and rips them straight to the front of your mind. It forces you to think. It makes you realize just how precious people can be, even to those who they may think don’t know them at all. My prayers go out to him and his family, especially his wife. No man should ever have to bury his child, no mother should ever be without her son. God blessed us with this man’s last words for good reason, so let’s take them and learn from them. Thank you Andy. Jesus, now you’ve got me crying too…

  3305. I never knew the guy. I hate I didn’t. After reading his autobiographed eulogy I feel like I might have at least known him a little. Enough to care. That kind of article gives you goosebumps, makes you cry, makes you hate…it just brings emotion straight out of you. It pulls it from the bowls of your heart where you dare not tread and rips them straight to the front of your mind. It forces you to think. It makes you realize just how precious people can be, even to those who they may think don’t know them at all. My prayers go out to him and his family, especially his wife. No man should ever have to bury his child, no mother should ever be without her son. God blessed us with this man’s last words for good reason, so let’s take them and learn from them. Thank you Andy. Jesus, now you’ve got me crying too…

  3306. I never knew the guy. I hate I didn’t. After reading his autobiographed eulogy I feel like I might have at least known him a little. Enough to care. That kind of article gives you goosebumps, makes you cry, makes you hate…it just brings emotion straight out of you. It pulls it from the bowls of your heart where you dare not tread and rips them straight to the front of your mind. It forces you to think. It makes you realize just how precious people can be, even to those who they may think don’t know them at all. My prayers go out to him and his family, especially his wife. No man should ever have to bury his child, no mother should ever be without her son. God blessed us with this man’s last words for good reason, so let’s take them and learn from them. Thank you Andy. Jesus, now you’ve got me crying too…

  3307. First time visitor, I was directed here by digg.
    To Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends here: I’m sorry I can now never know him as you did. I hope you guys appreciate the privilege you enjoyed every time you spoke to him.
    I know I missed out on a great blog, and the world’s now missing out on a great man, whether they know it or not.
    At ease, Andy. If there is such a thing, I’ll get you one in the big mess in the sky.

  3308. First time visitor, I was directed here by digg.
    To Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends here: I’m sorry I can now never know him as you did. I hope you guys appreciate the privilege you enjoyed every time you spoke to him.
    I know I missed out on a great blog, and the world’s now missing out on a great man, whether they know it or not.
    At ease, Andy. If there is such a thing, I’ll get you one in the big mess in the sky.

  3309. First time visitor, I was directed here by digg.
    To Maj. Olmsted’s family and friends here: I’m sorry I can now never know him as you did. I hope you guys appreciate the privilege you enjoyed every time you spoke to him.
    I know I missed out on a great blog, and the world’s now missing out on a great man, whether they know it or not.
    At ease, Andy. If there is such a thing, I’ll get you one in the big mess in the sky.

  3325. Fading light dims the sight,
    And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
    From afar drawing nigh — Falls the night.
    Day is done, gone the sun,
    From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
    All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
    Then good night, peaceful night,
    Till the light of the dawn shineth bright;
    God is near, do not fear — Friend, good night.
    Andy, Rest in Peace.

  3326. Fading light dims the sight,
    And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
    From afar drawing nigh — Falls the night.
    Day is done, gone the sun,
    From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
    All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
    Then good night, peaceful night,
    Till the light of the dawn shineth bright;
    God is near, do not fear — Friend, good night.
    Andy, Rest in Peace.

  3327. Fading light dims the sight,
    And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
    From afar drawing nigh — Falls the night.
    Day is done, gone the sun,
    From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
    All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
    Then good night, peaceful night,
    Till the light of the dawn shineth bright;
    God is near, do not fear — Friend, good night.
    Andy, Rest in Peace.

  3346. Now that we’re into day 2, can I make the admittedly weird request that 4:41 NOT be deleted? I understand why Andrew’s family, friends, and compatriots shouldn’t have to see it, but as G’Kar he deftly and graciously challenged the assumptions of a largely anti-(this)war readership, and his embrace of ambiguity is all the more impressive when taken alongside its ugly opposite.
    But otherwise, delete me too, just so nobody thinks James actually had something to say.

  3347. Now that we’re into day 2, can I make the admittedly weird request that 4:41 NOT be deleted? I understand why Andrew’s family, friends, and compatriots shouldn’t have to see it, but as G’Kar he deftly and graciously challenged the assumptions of a largely anti-(this)war readership, and his embrace of ambiguity is all the more impressive when taken alongside its ugly opposite.
    But otherwise, delete me too, just so nobody thinks James actually had something to say.

  3348. Now that we’re into day 2, can I make the admittedly weird request that 4:41 NOT be deleted? I understand why Andrew’s family, friends, and compatriots shouldn’t have to see it, but as G’Kar he deftly and graciously challenged the assumptions of a largely anti-(this)war readership, and his embrace of ambiguity is all the more impressive when taken alongside its ugly opposite.
    But otherwise, delete me too, just so nobody thinks James actually had something to say.

  3349. Baruch Dayan haEmet
    I read only a few of G’Kar’s posts, but he was one of the bright lights of blogging.
    All of us now personally know someone who was killed in Iraq. I hope that people are familiar with the IGTNT series at Daily Kos.

  3350. Baruch Dayan haEmet
    I read only a few of G’Kar’s posts, but he was one of the bright lights of blogging.
    All of us now personally know someone who was killed in Iraq. I hope that people are familiar with the IGTNT series at Daily Kos.

  3351. Baruch Dayan haEmet
    I read only a few of G’Kar’s posts, but he was one of the bright lights of blogging.
    All of us now personally know someone who was killed in Iraq. I hope that people are familiar with the IGTNT series at Daily Kos.

  3352. I second borehole’s request: ignorance and hatred is it’s own worst enemy.
    The comment at 4:11 is the antithesis of what Andy’s final post was able to convey (nuance and principled sacrifice). If you choose to delete it, you’re welcome to ax this post too (so as not to confuse your readers).
    As ugly as the comment is, it serves as a reminder that hatred knows no limits.

  3353. I second borehole’s request: ignorance and hatred is it’s own worst enemy.
    The comment at 4:11 is the antithesis of what Andy’s final post was able to convey (nuance and principled sacrifice). If you choose to delete it, you’re welcome to ax this post too (so as not to confuse your readers).
    As ugly as the comment is, it serves as a reminder that hatred knows no limits.

  3354. I second borehole’s request: ignorance and hatred is it’s own worst enemy.
    The comment at 4:11 is the antithesis of what Andy’s final post was able to convey (nuance and principled sacrifice). If you choose to delete it, you’re welcome to ax this post too (so as not to confuse your readers).
    As ugly as the comment is, it serves as a reminder that hatred knows no limits.

  3355. I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    I’m one of those anti-war types that borehole just wrote about, and it was the writing of Maj. Olmsted (and his alter ego) that gave me hope that despite the worst instincts of the political class, there are officers responsible for carrying out the civilians’ policies who are contemplative, balanced, and wise. I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.

  3356. I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    I’m one of those anti-war types that borehole just wrote about, and it was the writing of Maj. Olmsted (and his alter ego) that gave me hope that despite the worst instincts of the political class, there are officers responsible for carrying out the civilians’ policies who are contemplative, balanced, and wise. I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.

  3357. I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    I’m one of those anti-war types that borehole just wrote about, and it was the writing of Maj. Olmsted (and his alter ego) that gave me hope that despite the worst instincts of the political class, there are officers responsible for carrying out the civilians’ policies who are contemplative, balanced, and wise. I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.

  3358. Heard about Maj. Olmstead through LJ. My heart goes out to his wife, family, and friends who have been left behind.
    My husband is a huge B5 fan as well, and it sounds like Andy was quite the lightbearer.
    K. Wagers
    Air Force wife
    “If I take a lamp and shine toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth, for understanding. Too often we assume the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search, who does not bring a lantern with him, sees nothing. What we perceive as God is the by-product of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light, pure and unblemished. Not understanding that it comes from us, sometimes, we stand in front of the light and assume we are the center of the universe. God looks astonishingly like we do. Or we turn to look at our shadow and assume all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpose – which is use the light of our search to illuminate the wall in all its beauty and all it flaws, and in so doing, better understand the world around us.”
    -G’Kar

  3359. Heard about Maj. Olmstead through LJ. My heart goes out to his wife, family, and friends who have been left behind.
    My husband is a huge B5 fan as well, and it sounds like Andy was quite the lightbearer.
    K. Wagers
    Air Force wife
    “If I take a lamp and shine toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth, for understanding. Too often we assume the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search, who does not bring a lantern with him, sees nothing. What we perceive as God is the by-product of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light, pure and unblemished. Not understanding that it comes from us, sometimes, we stand in front of the light and assume we are the center of the universe. God looks astonishingly like we do. Or we turn to look at our shadow and assume all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpose – which is use the light of our search to illuminate the wall in all its beauty and all it flaws, and in so doing, better understand the world around us.”
    -G’Kar

  3360. Heard about Maj. Olmstead through LJ. My heart goes out to his wife, family, and friends who have been left behind.
    My husband is a huge B5 fan as well, and it sounds like Andy was quite the lightbearer.
    K. Wagers
    Air Force wife
    “If I take a lamp and shine toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth, for understanding. Too often we assume the light on the wall is God, but the light is not the goal of the search, it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the revelation upon seeing it. Similarly, someone who does not search, who does not bring a lantern with him, sees nothing. What we perceive as God is the by-product of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light, pure and unblemished. Not understanding that it comes from us, sometimes, we stand in front of the light and assume we are the center of the universe. God looks astonishingly like we do. Or we turn to look at our shadow and assume all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpose – which is use the light of our search to illuminate the wall in all its beauty and all it flaws, and in so doing, better understand the world around us.”
    -G’Kar

  3361. dbomp: I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    No, you’re not: I didn’t either. And if not for the news of Andy’s death, I would right now still be trying to digest the news that G’Kar and Andy were the same person. (Andy’s death is still being a bit much to digest.)

  3362. dbomp: I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    No, you’re not: I didn’t either. And if not for the news of Andy’s death, I would right now still be trying to digest the news that G’Kar and Andy were the same person. (Andy’s death is still being a bit much to digest.)

  3363. dbomp: I think I was the only person who didn’t realize that G’Kar and Andrew Olmsted were the same person.
    No, you’re not: I didn’t either. And if not for the news of Andy’s death, I would right now still be trying to digest the news that G’Kar and Andy were the same person. (Andy’s death is still being a bit much to digest.)

  3364. Blogger of Honor this week goes to Andy Olmsted, his friend hilzoy was left the difficult task of posting his last article.
    Andy was killed on Thursday in Irak and will always have a place of honor amonst our true brothers. Andy thank you for walking your talk and laying down your life for defending ours.
    Thanks for reminding us just how ephemereal this life really is… sharing your life with us, You lived hard and died well !
    Editor……. ElderAbuseHelp.Org

  3365. Blogger of Honor this week goes to Andy Olmsted, his friend hilzoy was left the difficult task of posting his last article.
    Andy was killed on Thursday in Irak and will always have a place of honor amonst our true brothers. Andy thank you for walking your talk and laying down your life for defending ours.
    Thanks for reminding us just how ephemereal this life really is… sharing your life with us, You lived hard and died well !
    Editor……. ElderAbuseHelp.Org

  3366. Blogger of Honor this week goes to Andy Olmsted, his friend hilzoy was left the difficult task of posting his last article.
    Andy was killed on Thursday in Irak and will always have a place of honor amonst our true brothers. Andy thank you for walking your talk and laying down your life for defending ours.
    Thanks for reminding us just how ephemereal this life really is… sharing your life with us, You lived hard and died well !
    Editor……. ElderAbuseHelp.Org

  3367. I’ve been e-mailing links to all hateful and political-rant comments to Hilzoy, for her to delete or disemvowel. (Anyone can do this: e-mail the kitten [top left-hand corner of the blog] if you don’t have Hilzoy’s e-address.) I hope she continues to do so: I’m fully aware there are assholes and idiots in the world, and feel that’s no reason to let them behave like jerks at a wake.

  3368. I’ve been e-mailing links to all hateful and political-rant comments to Hilzoy, for her to delete or disemvowel. (Anyone can do this: e-mail the kitten [top left-hand corner of the blog] if you don’t have Hilzoy’s e-address.) I hope she continues to do so: I’m fully aware there are assholes and idiots in the world, and feel that’s no reason to let them behave like jerks at a wake.

  3369. I’ve been e-mailing links to all hateful and political-rant comments to Hilzoy, for her to delete or disemvowel. (Anyone can do this: e-mail the kitten [top left-hand corner of the blog] if you don’t have Hilzoy’s e-address.) I hope she continues to do so: I’m fully aware there are assholes and idiots in the world, and feel that’s no reason to let them behave like jerks at a wake.

  3370. This is one of the best posts that I have ever read, it’s a tragedy that the author had to die in order for it to be published. However, it seems that Andrew was more than aware that Death could overtake him while serving in Iraq and what he wrote here is invaluable to his family and friends.
    Thank you, Major Olmsted, for your service to your country and for being the man that you were in that you were able to share so much with us. May God watch over your family as you rest in well deserved peace.

  3371. This is one of the best posts that I have ever read, it’s a tragedy that the author had to die in order for it to be published. However, it seems that Andrew was more than aware that Death could overtake him while serving in Iraq and what he wrote here is invaluable to his family and friends.
    Thank you, Major Olmsted, for your service to your country and for being the man that you were in that you were able to share so much with us. May God watch over your family as you rest in well deserved peace.

  3372. This is one of the best posts that I have ever read, it’s a tragedy that the author had to die in order for it to be published. However, it seems that Andrew was more than aware that Death could overtake him while serving in Iraq and what he wrote here is invaluable to his family and friends.
    Thank you, Major Olmsted, for your service to your country and for being the man that you were in that you were able to share so much with us. May God watch over your family as you rest in well deserved peace.

  3373. Bruce, I see it more like the flipside of G’Kar’s (and ObWi’s) raison d’blogre–irrespective of politics, some of us are utterly horrid. But yeah, your version’s better.
    Dbomp–I’m one of those types I was talking about too, especially the part about how he challenged my assumptions; I hope you didn’t take that as a vague swipe.

  3374. Bruce, I see it more like the flipside of G’Kar’s (and ObWi’s) raison d’blogre–irrespective of politics, some of us are utterly horrid. But yeah, your version’s better.
    Dbomp–I’m one of those types I was talking about too, especially the part about how he challenged my assumptions; I hope you didn’t take that as a vague swipe.

  3375. Bruce, I see it more like the flipside of G’Kar’s (and ObWi’s) raison d’blogre–irrespective of politics, some of us are utterly horrid. But yeah, your version’s better.
    Dbomp–I’m one of those types I was talking about too, especially the part about how he challenged my assumptions; I hope you didn’t take that as a vague swipe.

  3379. I found this blog from another site. I wish I had gotten to know Andy. From the huge number of tributes to him, I missed a special man.
    If I may offer a prayer:
    Christ our eternal King and God, You have destroyed death and the devil by Your Cross and have restored man to life by Your Resurrection; give rest, Lord, to the soul of Your servant Andrew who has fallen asleep, in Your Kingdom, where there is no pain, sorrow or suffering. In Your goodness and love for all men, pardon all the sins he has committed in thought word or deed, for there is no man or woman who lives and sins not, You only are without sin.
    For You are the Resurrection, the Life, and Repose of Your servant Andrew, departed this life, O Christ our God; and to You do we send up glory with Your Eternal Father and Your All-holy, Good and Life-creating Spirit; both now and forever and to the ages of ages. Amen

  3380. I found this blog from another site. I wish I had gotten to know Andy. From the huge number of tributes to him, I missed a special man.
    If I may offer a prayer:
    Christ our eternal King and God, You have destroyed death and the devil by Your Cross and have restored man to life by Your Resurrection; give rest, Lord, to the soul of Your servant Andrew who has fallen asleep, in Your Kingdom, where there is no pain, sorrow or suffering. In Your goodness and love for all men, pardon all the sins he has committed in thought word or deed, for there is no man or woman who lives and sins not, You only are without sin.
    For You are the Resurrection, the Life, and Repose of Your servant Andrew, departed this life, O Christ our God; and to You do we send up glory with Your Eternal Father and Your All-holy, Good and Life-creating Spirit; both now and forever and to the ages of ages. Amen

  3381. I found this blog from another site. I wish I had gotten to know Andy. From the huge number of tributes to him, I missed a special man.
    If I may offer a prayer:
    Christ our eternal King and God, You have destroyed death and the devil by Your Cross and have restored man to life by Your Resurrection; give rest, Lord, to the soul of Your servant Andrew who has fallen asleep, in Your Kingdom, where there is no pain, sorrow or suffering. In Your goodness and love for all men, pardon all the sins he has committed in thought word or deed, for there is no man or woman who lives and sins not, You only are without sin.
    For You are the Resurrection, the Life, and Repose of Your servant Andrew, departed this life, O Christ our God; and to You do we send up glory with Your Eternal Father and Your All-holy, Good and Life-creating Spirit; both now and forever and to the ages of ages. Amen

  3382. Bruce and borehole: I understand why you might want it to stay (note to befuddled readers: “it” was a short but offensive comment that I deleted.) On any other thread, I would have: as anyone who has been around here knows, it normally takes some pretty serious offensiveness to get us to delete things.
    This one is different, though. And Andy’s friends and family are here. For myself, even if I hadn’t been his friend, I would want his memory to be treated, at least on this thread, with the respect it deserves.
    No comments are getting deleted because they say something like: while I myself do/do not approve of the war… They are getting deleted either for being political in a sense that disregards Andy’s own request, or for being mindlessly venomous. In any other thread, politics would of course be fine, and the limits to mindless venom would be a lot further out.
    Not this one. I might be wrong, but even if I am, I just can’t bear letting them stand. Not now.

  3383. Bruce and borehole: I understand why you might want it to stay (note to befuddled readers: “it” was a short but offensive comment that I deleted.) On any other thread, I would have: as anyone who has been around here knows, it normally takes some pretty serious offensiveness to get us to delete things.
    This one is different, though. And Andy’s friends and family are here. For myself, even if I hadn’t been his friend, I would want his memory to be treated, at least on this thread, with the respect it deserves.
    No comments are getting deleted because they say something like: while I myself do/do not approve of the war… They are getting deleted either for being political in a sense that disregards Andy’s own request, or for being mindlessly venomous. In any other thread, politics would of course be fine, and the limits to mindless venom would be a lot further out.
    Not this one. I might be wrong, but even if I am, I just can’t bear letting them stand. Not now.

  3384. Bruce and borehole: I understand why you might want it to stay (note to befuddled readers: “it” was a short but offensive comment that I deleted.) On any other thread, I would have: as anyone who has been around here knows, it normally takes some pretty serious offensiveness to get us to delete things.
    This one is different, though. And Andy’s friends and family are here. For myself, even if I hadn’t been his friend, I would want his memory to be treated, at least on this thread, with the respect it deserves.
    No comments are getting deleted because they say something like: while I myself do/do not approve of the war… They are getting deleted either for being political in a sense that disregards Andy’s own request, or for being mindlessly venomous. In any other thread, politics would of course be fine, and the limits to mindless venom would be a lot further out.
    Not this one. I might be wrong, but even if I am, I just can’t bear letting them stand. Not now.

  3385. I was in ROTC with Andy back at WPI. The last time we spoke was at training exercise back at Fort Hood, TX or possibly Fort Carson, CO in the late 90s. I was in the 4th Infantry Division and we had units assigned at both locations so over the years one event seems to have blended into the next so I can’t remember which is which anymore. I remember the happiness and joy of seeing someone who I’d served with in the past and such meetings are always accompanied by updates on where we’ve been, who we have seen, and how our families are doing. It is funny but the shared misery that often accompanies serving in the military helps breakdown any barriers that exist in civilian life. Education, money, race, religion, social standing…none of these mean anything when you are worried about finding a safe place to sleep through the night, or waiting from news from home, or having a good meal. Those are the things that really matter. You really don’t realize how much you have until it is gone or more difficult to find. I am comforted in the fact that some of the most profound moments of my life where spent while deployed. Not that it was a joy but the reality is that much of the time is rather boring. It is an excellent opportunity to reflect on life and what is really important to you. So in parting I offer this to his family and friends know that his thoughts were of all of you. I am sure he probably had the time to reflect upon his entire life and although I don’t know for certain I am sure he shared may thoughtful and insightful communications with you over the last few months. The life of a soldier changes you forever but it isn’t the violence or the horror of the job that is the most important it is the love you learn to have towards you fellow brothers and to those you have at home. Andy, I’ll see you on the Fiddler’s Green.
    Gregg

  3386. I was in ROTC with Andy back at WPI. The last time we spoke was at training exercise back at Fort Hood, TX or possibly Fort Carson, CO in the late 90s. I was in the 4th Infantry Division and we had units assigned at both locations so over the years one event seems to have blended into the next so I can’t remember which is which anymore. I remember the happiness and joy of seeing someone who I’d served with in the past and such meetings are always accompanied by updates on where we’ve been, who we have seen, and how our families are doing. It is funny but the shared misery that often accompanies serving in the military helps breakdown any barriers that exist in civilian life. Education, money, race, religion, social standing…none of these mean anything when you are worried about finding a safe place to sleep through the night, or waiting from news from home, or having a good meal. Those are the things that really matter. You really don’t realize how much you have until it is gone or more difficult to find. I am comforted in the fact that some of the most profound moments of my life where spent while deployed. Not that it was a joy but the reality is that much of the time is rather boring. It is an excellent opportunity to reflect on life and what is really important to you. So in parting I offer this to his family and friends know that his thoughts were of all of you. I am sure he probably had the time to reflect upon his entire life and although I don’t know for certain I am sure he shared may thoughtful and insightful communications with you over the last few months. The life of a soldier changes you forever but it isn’t the violence or the horror of the job that is the most important it is the love you learn to have towards you fellow brothers and to those you have at home. Andy, I’ll see you on the Fiddler’s Green.
    Gregg

  3387. I was in ROTC with Andy back at WPI. The last time we spoke was at training exercise back at Fort Hood, TX or possibly Fort Carson, CO in the late 90s. I was in the 4th Infantry Division and we had units assigned at both locations so over the years one event seems to have blended into the next so I can’t remember which is which anymore. I remember the happiness and joy of seeing someone who I’d served with in the past and such meetings are always accompanied by updates on where we’ve been, who we have seen, and how our families are doing. It is funny but the shared misery that often accompanies serving in the military helps breakdown any barriers that exist in civilian life. Education, money, race, religion, social standing…none of these mean anything when you are worried about finding a safe place to sleep through the night, or waiting from news from home, or having a good meal. Those are the things that really matter. You really don’t realize how much you have until it is gone or more difficult to find. I am comforted in the fact that some of the most profound moments of my life where spent while deployed. Not that it was a joy but the reality is that much of the time is rather boring. It is an excellent opportunity to reflect on life and what is really important to you. So in parting I offer this to his family and friends know that his thoughts were of all of you. I am sure he probably had the time to reflect upon his entire life and although I don’t know for certain I am sure he shared may thoughtful and insightful communications with you over the last few months. The life of a soldier changes you forever but it isn’t the violence or the horror of the job that is the most important it is the love you learn to have towards you fellow brothers and to those you have at home. Andy, I’ll see you on the Fiddler’s Green.
    Gregg

  3388. Semper Fi bro, you did the good thing for all the right reasons. Your loss is sorely missed by those of us you defended over here. Even tho your Army, I still say to you…..
    SEMPER FI!!!!!!

  3389. Semper Fi bro, you did the good thing for all the right reasons. Your loss is sorely missed by those of us you defended over here. Even tho your Army, I still say to you…..
    SEMPER FI!!!!!!

  3390. Semper Fi bro, you did the good thing for all the right reasons. Your loss is sorely missed by those of us you defended over here. Even tho your Army, I still say to you…..
    SEMPER FI!!!!!!

  3391. I cannot believe there have been so many comments from these awful people. Brandon Friedman (Angry Rakkasan) at least is an example of an American soldier who was good, and wanted the Iraqi people to succeed.

  3392. I cannot believe there have been so many comments from these awful people. Brandon Friedman (Angry Rakkasan) at least is an example of an American soldier who was good, and wanted the Iraqi people to succeed.

  3393. I cannot believe there have been so many comments from these awful people. Brandon Friedman (Angry Rakkasan) at least is an example of an American soldier who was good, and wanted the Iraqi people to succeed.

  3394. This post did the impossible–whether Edwards can make a respectable showing on Tuesday is less important.

  3395. This post did the impossible–whether Edwards can make a respectable showing on Tuesday is less important.

  3396. This post did the impossible–whether Edwards can make a respectable showing on Tuesday is less important.

  3397. Wow – 1115 comments before I started mine. This guy touched a lot of people who were concerned about this mess of a war. His tragic loss will be mourned and he will be missed. Andrew’s work needs to be kept on the web (maybe archive.org isn’t enough.)

  3398. Wow – 1115 comments before I started mine. This guy touched a lot of people who were concerned about this mess of a war. His tragic loss will be mourned and he will be missed. Andrew’s work needs to be kept on the web (maybe archive.org isn’t enough.)

  3399. Wow – 1115 comments before I started mine. This guy touched a lot of people who were concerned about this mess of a war. His tragic loss will be mourned and he will be missed. Andrew’s work needs to be kept on the web (maybe archive.org isn’t enough.)

  3400. 4jk: assuming that you’re talking about the comments that have been deleted, you should know that they came from all sides of the political spectrum. Likewise, while the overwhelming majority of those who have left comments here have respected Andy’s wishes and left politics out of it, I know enough of them to be able to say: they come from every part of the political spectrum as well.
    Andy would have loved this.

  3401. 4jk: assuming that you’re talking about the comments that have been deleted, you should know that they came from all sides of the political spectrum. Likewise, while the overwhelming majority of those who have left comments here have respected Andy’s wishes and left politics out of it, I know enough of them to be able to say: they come from every part of the political spectrum as well.
    Andy would have loved this.

  3402. 4jk: assuming that you’re talking about the comments that have been deleted, you should know that they came from all sides of the political spectrum. Likewise, while the overwhelming majority of those who have left comments here have respected Andy’s wishes and left politics out of it, I know enough of them to be able to say: they come from every part of the political spectrum as well.
    Andy would have loved this.

  3406. Andy
    I’ve never known the privilege of sharing a cold one with you and hearing your laughter, the playful twinkle in your eye I can just visualize when you regale others with your stories. Now I never will – but your words will echo in eternity, as will your love for your family and friends.
    I’ve considered your request to play 80s music in your honor, and combed through my extensive collection – the one that kept coming back at me was Joey Scarbury’s 1981 hit single from the TV Show “Greatest American Hero”
    Been playing it on repeat since hearing about your passing, and its lyrics, in connection with news of your death, holds a new poignance.

    Look at what’s happened to me,
    I can’t believe it myself.
    Suddenly I’m up on top of the world,
    It should’ve been somebody else.
    Believe it or not,
    I’m walking on air.
    I never thought I could feel so free-.
    Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
    Who could it be?
    Believe it or not it’s just me.

    It really should have been someone else.
    May your G.A. carry you home on swift wings, and may your love carry Amanda through these dark moments of her loss.
    MAJ Andy Olmsted, KIA.

  3407. Andy
    I’ve never known the privilege of sharing a cold one with you and hearing your laughter, the playful twinkle in your eye I can just visualize when you regale others with your stories. Now I never will – but your words will echo in eternity, as will your love for your family and friends.
    I’ve considered your request to play 80s music in your honor, and combed through my extensive collection – the one that kept coming back at me was Joey Scarbury’s 1981 hit single from the TV Show “Greatest American Hero”
    Been playing it on repeat since hearing about your passing, and its lyrics, in connection with news of your death, holds a new poignance.

    Look at what’s happened to me,
    I can’t believe it myself.
    Suddenly I’m up on top of the world,
    It should’ve been somebody else.
    Believe it or not,
    I’m walking on air.
    I never thought I could feel so free-.
    Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
    Who could it be?
    Believe it or not it’s just me.

    It really should have been someone else.
    May your G.A. carry you home on swift wings, and may your love carry Amanda through these dark moments of her loss.
    MAJ Andy Olmsted, KIA.

  3408. Andy
    I’ve never known the privilege of sharing a cold one with you and hearing your laughter, the playful twinkle in your eye I can just visualize when you regale others with your stories. Now I never will – but your words will echo in eternity, as will your love for your family and friends.
    I’ve considered your request to play 80s music in your honor, and combed through my extensive collection – the one that kept coming back at me was Joey Scarbury’s 1981 hit single from the TV Show “Greatest American Hero”
    Been playing it on repeat since hearing about your passing, and its lyrics, in connection with news of your death, holds a new poignance.

    Look at what’s happened to me,
    I can’t believe it myself.
    Suddenly I’m up on top of the world,
    It should’ve been somebody else.
    Believe it or not,
    I’m walking on air.
    I never thought I could feel so free-.
    Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
    Who could it be?
    Believe it or not it’s just me.

    It really should have been someone else.
    May your G.A. carry you home on swift wings, and may your love carry Amanda through these dark moments of her loss.
    MAJ Andy Olmsted, KIA.

  3409. dbomp, Jesurgislac: don’t feel alone: I, too had been (screamingly obvious though it was, in retrospect) unaware that “G’Kar” was actually Andrew Olmsted, until I read said fact in the opening of hilzoy’s awful post.
    My first thought was: “Damn! What an idiot!! (me)” – My second was “Oh my God! Andrew’s dead!!! My third: horror at the terrible loss of two brilliant bloggers at once – one and the same man as they were.
    Awful.

  3410. dbomp, Jesurgislac: don’t feel alone: I, too had been (screamingly obvious though it was, in retrospect) unaware that “G’Kar” was actually Andrew Olmsted, until I read said fact in the opening of hilzoy’s awful post.
    My first thought was: “Damn! What an idiot!! (me)” – My second was “Oh my God! Andrew’s dead!!! My third: horror at the terrible loss of two brilliant bloggers at once – one and the same man as they were.
    Awful.

  3411. dbomp, Jesurgislac: don’t feel alone: I, too had been (screamingly obvious though it was, in retrospect) unaware that “G’Kar” was actually Andrew Olmsted, until I read said fact in the opening of hilzoy’s awful post.
    My first thought was: “Damn! What an idiot!! (me)” – My second was “Oh my God! Andrew’s dead!!! My third: horror at the terrible loss of two brilliant bloggers at once – one and the same man as they were.
    Awful.

  3415. If you are for this war, fine.
    If you are against this war, fine.
    But leave your politics at the door or shut up.
    This is simply a decent individual who died doing what HE chose to do. God bless him.

  3416. If you are for this war, fine.
    If you are against this war, fine.
    But leave your politics at the door or shut up.
    This is simply a decent individual who died doing what HE chose to do. God bless him.

  3417. If you are for this war, fine.
    If you are against this war, fine.
    But leave your politics at the door or shut up.
    This is simply a decent individual who died doing what HE chose to do. God bless him.

  3418. wow. nothing i’ve seen or heard in the media made me think like this post. just wow and i’m so very sorry for his family and friends.

  3419. wow. nothing i’ve seen or heard in the media made me think like this post. just wow and i’m so very sorry for his family and friends.

  3420. wow. nothing i’ve seen or heard in the media made me think like this post. just wow and i’m so very sorry for his family and friends.

  3421. I didn’t know Andy Olmsted but for some reason I was drawn to this place and I read what he wanted posted in the event of his death. First, my sincere sympathy goes out to his wife, Amanda, the rest of his family and to all of his many many friends. I believe this world is a better place for having him in it even if it wasn’t for a long time. I have always thought that perhaps when looking at the stars, that they are little windows in heaven where loved ones and friends who have gone before us, can look down upon us and see how we are handling things. A childish thought perhaps but I have derived some comfort in it when remembering the people I loved and lost. I honestly believe in the afterlife and so I feel that someday, I will see Andy and the funny thing about this is that I think I will recognize him. Farewell to a good and decent man who died the way he lived by the courage of his convictions.

  3422. I didn’t know Andy Olmsted but for some reason I was drawn to this place and I read what he wanted posted in the event of his death. First, my sincere sympathy goes out to his wife, Amanda, the rest of his family and to all of his many many friends. I believe this world is a better place for having him in it even if it wasn’t for a long time. I have always thought that perhaps when looking at the stars, that they are little windows in heaven where loved ones and friends who have gone before us, can look down upon us and see how we are handling things. A childish thought perhaps but I have derived some comfort in it when remembering the people I loved and lost. I honestly believe in the afterlife and so I feel that someday, I will see Andy and the funny thing about this is that I think I will recognize him. Farewell to a good and decent man who died the way he lived by the courage of his convictions.

  3423. I didn’t know Andy Olmsted but for some reason I was drawn to this place and I read what he wanted posted in the event of his death. First, my sincere sympathy goes out to his wife, Amanda, the rest of his family and to all of his many many friends. I believe this world is a better place for having him in it even if it wasn’t for a long time. I have always thought that perhaps when looking at the stars, that they are little windows in heaven where loved ones and friends who have gone before us, can look down upon us and see how we are handling things. A childish thought perhaps but I have derived some comfort in it when remembering the people I loved and lost. I honestly believe in the afterlife and so I feel that someday, I will see Andy and the funny thing about this is that I think I will recognize him. Farewell to a good and decent man who died the way he lived by the courage of his convictions.

  3424. dbomp: I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.
    Please don’t give up hope that there are other men like MAJ Olmsted serving in the Army. The number of men in comparison might be greatly reduced if we compared intellectual ability or the eloquence of ones pen. I served with MAJ Olmsted and was lucky to have known him for the number of years I did, but I serve with similar men now as well. Please all of you know that the Armed Forces of today are full of bright, articulate Soldiers. The days of being a PVT Pyle are over; the modern Soldier is a much more intelligent, adaptive… thinking man if you will. MAJ Olmsted was one of the best among us; his presence was missed long before his death, as he moved from our unit training American Soldiers and went to train Iraqi Soldiers. The mission that cost MAJ Olmsted his life was more important then any I can think of, he was helping a foreign nation’s Armed Forces become more self reliant, so American’s could leave Iraq and return home. MAJ Olmsted was fighting a cause that directing affects every Soldier, Sailor, Marine and Airman. The way he died shows even more his understanding of the Counter Insurgence (COIN) environment, which has several military paradoxes attached to it, one being that in order to be more secure, you must lower your security. MAJ Olmsted’s final act was an attempt at preserving life and helping just one more insurgent realize that we are not just there to “occupy” and inflict pain.
    MAJ Olmsted loved the Army, he said so himself. Although his frustration was often noted in the way the Army machine operates. I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.
    And so, keep faith with us. Support your Soldiers, if not the war, based on your beliefs. Know that we have not stopped supporting you, the American people. Rest easy the watch is covered.

  3425. dbomp: I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.
    Please don’t give up hope that there are other men like MAJ Olmsted serving in the Army. The number of men in comparison might be greatly reduced if we compared intellectual ability or the eloquence of ones pen. I served with MAJ Olmsted and was lucky to have known him for the number of years I did, but I serve with similar men now as well. Please all of you know that the Armed Forces of today are full of bright, articulate Soldiers. The days of being a PVT Pyle are over; the modern Soldier is a much more intelligent, adaptive… thinking man if you will. MAJ Olmsted was one of the best among us; his presence was missed long before his death, as he moved from our unit training American Soldiers and went to train Iraqi Soldiers. The mission that cost MAJ Olmsted his life was more important then any I can think of, he was helping a foreign nation’s Armed Forces become more self reliant, so American’s could leave Iraq and return home. MAJ Olmsted was fighting a cause that directing affects every Soldier, Sailor, Marine and Airman. The way he died shows even more his understanding of the Counter Insurgence (COIN) environment, which has several military paradoxes attached to it, one being that in order to be more secure, you must lower your security. MAJ Olmsted’s final act was an attempt at preserving life and helping just one more insurgent realize that we are not just there to “occupy” and inflict pain.
    MAJ Olmsted loved the Army, he said so himself. Although his frustration was often noted in the way the Army machine operates. I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.
    And so, keep faith with us. Support your Soldiers, if not the war, based on your beliefs. Know that we have not stopped supporting you, the American people. Rest easy the watch is covered.

  3426. dbomp: I’m so sorry that the man who gave me that hope is gone.
    Please don’t give up hope that there are other men like MAJ Olmsted serving in the Army. The number of men in comparison might be greatly reduced if we compared intellectual ability or the eloquence of ones pen. I served with MAJ Olmsted and was lucky to have known him for the number of years I did, but I serve with similar men now as well. Please all of you know that the Armed Forces of today are full of bright, articulate Soldiers. The days of being a PVT Pyle are over; the modern Soldier is a much more intelligent, adaptive… thinking man if you will. MAJ Olmsted was one of the best among us; his presence was missed long before his death, as he moved from our unit training American Soldiers and went to train Iraqi Soldiers. The mission that cost MAJ Olmsted his life was more important then any I can think of, he was helping a foreign nation’s Armed Forces become more self reliant, so American’s could leave Iraq and return home. MAJ Olmsted was fighting a cause that directing affects every Soldier, Sailor, Marine and Airman. The way he died shows even more his understanding of the Counter Insurgence (COIN) environment, which has several military paradoxes attached to it, one being that in order to be more secure, you must lower your security. MAJ Olmsted’s final act was an attempt at preserving life and helping just one more insurgent realize that we are not just there to “occupy” and inflict pain.
    MAJ Olmsted loved the Army, he said so himself. Although his frustration was often noted in the way the Army machine operates. I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.
    And so, keep faith with us. Support your Soldiers, if not the war, based on your beliefs. Know that we have not stopped supporting you, the American people. Rest easy the watch is covered.

  3436. I have never read a word from this gentlemen until now. I wish I had been following him for the last five years. The planet will certainly have a void without him.
    Rest in peace my new and dear friend.

  3437. I have never read a word from this gentlemen until now. I wish I had been following him for the last five years. The planet will certainly have a void without him.
    Rest in peace my new and dear friend.

  3438. I have never read a word from this gentlemen until now. I wish I had been following him for the last five years. The planet will certainly have a void without him.
    Rest in peace my new and dear friend.

  3442. “I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.”
    You’re right, but one still wants to thump the book.

    There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way. The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope, the death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender. The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future, or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.

    On the bright side, at least he doesn’t have this lumpy thing in his neck.

  3443. “I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.”
    You’re right, but one still wants to thump the book.

    There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way. The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope, the death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender. The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future, or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.

    On the bright side, at least he doesn’t have this lumpy thing in his neck.

  3444. “I believe it would sadden him to believe that any of you here had lost hope that there are no more members of the military who are free thinkers, who voice their opinions, who do not just follow the path laid before them in the accomplishment of their duties – there are many that remain – although we could always us more.”
    You’re right, but one still wants to thump the book.

    There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way. The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope, the death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender. The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future, or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.

    On the bright side, at least he doesn’t have this lumpy thing in his neck.

  3445. How many cried while reading this?
    How many hugged a loved one?
    How many forwarded it to family and friends?
    Or how about thinking you are all cried out while reading the comments and then read one more that makes you gush again? Then another.. then another..
    Let the haters think I am flaky. I was touched by someone I didn’t know.
    But so what?
    Andy was and is very very real? To say that not knowing him makes it strange to sorrow his loss seems to me a comment on your own inflated self worth.
    And to those who feel the need to bring politics into this…
    Ponder this, by asking for no politics he brought respect to his opinions from both sides. What respect to you gain by spouting off here? Just the opposite I think.
    I think that the comment that is repeated often here that I agree to most is…
    I wish I knew him.
    Thank god for the “onion” comment or I would be so guilty now.
    Wow, what a tribute and outpouring of love.
    The number of people he touched…
    I got my coke, the 80’s are playing…
    a toast
    To a man who gave his life, trying to save an enemy from death!!!

  3446. How many cried while reading this?
    How many hugged a loved one?
    How many forwarded it to family and friends?
    Or how about thinking you are all cried out while reading the comments and then read one more that makes you gush again? Then another.. then another..
    Let the haters think I am flaky. I was touched by someone I didn’t know.
    But so what?
    Andy was and is very very real? To say that not knowing him makes it strange to sorrow his loss seems to me a comment on your own inflated self worth.
    And to those who feel the need to bring politics into this…
    Ponder this, by asking for no politics he brought respect to his opinions from both sides. What respect to you gain by spouting off here? Just the opposite I think.
    I think that the comment that is repeated often here that I agree to most is…
    I wish I knew him.
    Thank god for the “onion” comment or I would be so guilty now.
    Wow, what a tribute and outpouring of love.
    The number of people he touched…
    I got my coke, the 80’s are playing…
    a toast
    To a man who gave his life, trying to save an enemy from death!!!

  3447. How many cried while reading this?
    How many hugged a loved one?
    How many forwarded it to family and friends?
    Or how about thinking you are all cried out while reading the comments and then read one more that makes you gush again? Then another.. then another..
    Let the haters think I am flaky. I was touched by someone I didn’t know.
    But so what?
    Andy was and is very very real? To say that not knowing him makes it strange to sorrow his loss seems to me a comment on your own inflated self worth.
    And to those who feel the need to bring politics into this…
    Ponder this, by asking for no politics he brought respect to his opinions from both sides. What respect to you gain by spouting off here? Just the opposite I think.
    I think that the comment that is repeated often here that I agree to most is…
    I wish I knew him.
    Thank god for the “onion” comment or I would be so guilty now.
    Wow, what a tribute and outpouring of love.
    The number of people he touched…
    I got my coke, the 80’s are playing…
    a toast
    To a man who gave his life, trying to save an enemy from death!!!

  3448. Somehow he explained a lot for those of us with family members fighting in Iraq, facing the horror of picking up body parts one day and flying reconaissance missions the next. I hope his blog is published and he becomes standard fare in U.S. high schools and colleges.

  3449. Somehow he explained a lot for those of us with family members fighting in Iraq, facing the horror of picking up body parts one day and flying reconaissance missions the next. I hope his blog is published and he becomes standard fare in U.S. high schools and colleges.

  3450. Somehow he explained a lot for those of us with family members fighting in Iraq, facing the horror of picking up body parts one day and flying reconaissance missions the next. I hope his blog is published and he becomes standard fare in U.S. high schools and colleges.

  3451. Australia catches up, via Rupert Murdoch vehicles, and the NY Post article. Australian Herald Sun:

    Soldier’s note from the grave
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    IT was his last post – a touching, funny, but ultimately heart-wrenching message from beyond the grave.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else, to be maudlin,” wrote Maj Andrew Olmsted, 38, who on Thursday became 2008’s first American war fatality in Iraq.
    “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not. So take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    Maj Olmsted, who also blogged for Denver’s Rocky Mountain News, made a pact with a friend to post the prepared statement after his death.
    “This is the hardest part,” Maj Olmsted wrote.
    “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries.”
    “That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me. I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her.”
    But even facing death, he showed humour, asking loved ones not to mourn but: “Put on a little ’80s music, grab a Coke and have a drink with me.”
    – New York Post

    Also the Australian Daily Telegraph:

    Soldier’s last word from Iraq
    By Andrew Olmsted
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    ANDREW OLMSTED wanted this story to be published if he died in Iraq. Last Thursday he was shot in an ambush – the first US serviceman to be killed in 2008.
    I’M dead. That sucks, […]

    The rest quotes much of his post. Andy would have liked that, as well as really liking the close: “Visit andrewolmsted.com to read Andrew’s unedited article”
    Lots of past thoughtful posts for people to read there.

  3452. Australia catches up, via Rupert Murdoch vehicles, and the NY Post article. Australian Herald Sun:

    Soldier’s note from the grave
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    IT was his last post – a touching, funny, but ultimately heart-wrenching message from beyond the grave.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else, to be maudlin,” wrote Maj Andrew Olmsted, 38, who on Thursday became 2008’s first American war fatality in Iraq.
    “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not. So take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    Maj Olmsted, who also blogged for Denver’s Rocky Mountain News, made a pact with a friend to post the prepared statement after his death.
    “This is the hardest part,” Maj Olmsted wrote.
    “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries.”
    “That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me. I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her.”
    But even facing death, he showed humour, asking loved ones not to mourn but: “Put on a little ’80s music, grab a Coke and have a drink with me.”
    – New York Post

    Also the Australian Daily Telegraph:

    Soldier’s last word from Iraq
    By Andrew Olmsted
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    ANDREW OLMSTED wanted this story to be published if he died in Iraq. Last Thursday he was shot in an ambush – the first US serviceman to be killed in 2008.
    I’M dead. That sucks, […]

    The rest quotes much of his post. Andy would have liked that, as well as really liking the close: “Visit andrewolmsted.com to read Andrew’s unedited article”
    Lots of past thoughtful posts for people to read there.

  3453. Australia catches up, via Rupert Murdoch vehicles, and the NY Post article. Australian Herald Sun:

    Soldier’s note from the grave
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    IT was his last post – a touching, funny, but ultimately heart-wrenching message from beyond the grave.
    “What I don’t want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else, to be maudlin,” wrote Maj Andrew Olmsted, 38, who on Thursday became 2008’s first American war fatality in Iraq.
    “I’m dead, but if you’re reading this, you’re not. So take a moment to enjoy that happy fact.”
    Maj Olmsted, who also blogged for Denver’s Rocky Mountain News, made a pact with a friend to post the prepared statement after his death.
    “This is the hardest part,” Maj Olmsted wrote.
    “While I certainly have no desire to die, at this point I no longer have any worries.”
    “That is not true of the woman who made my life something to enjoy rather than something merely to survive.
    “Now she has to go on without me. I know that this is a terrible burden I have placed on her.”
    But even facing death, he showed humour, asking loved ones not to mourn but: “Put on a little ’80s music, grab a Coke and have a drink with me.”
    – New York Post

    Also the Australian Daily Telegraph:

    Soldier’s last word from Iraq
    By Andrew Olmsted
    January 07, 2008 12:00am
    ANDREW OLMSTED wanted this story to be published if he died in Iraq. Last Thursday he was shot in an ambush – the first US serviceman to be killed in 2008.
    I’M dead. That sucks, […]

    The rest quotes much of his post. Andy would have liked that, as well as really liking the close: “Visit andrewolmsted.com to read Andrew’s unedited article”
    Lots of past thoughtful posts for people to read there.

  3460. Well, ain’t this a hell of a note.
    I’ve never even been to this corner of the blogosphere before. I was linked to an Obsidian Wings blogpost from back in ’06, about legislation sponsored by Sen. Obama. I went to Main to see if there had been any updates. I saw this, and had to read it – I have a damn good friend Over There right now.
    And here I am, with tears on my face, and a runny nose.
    And I want to be all manly and claim it’s allergies, but I’m a lousy liar.
    Go with God, Major. You died as you lived – with a passionate conviction of your ideals, and a belief that reasonable argument can beat raw hatred.
    And it will, in the long run. And you will see it, wherever you are, and know you were right all along.

  3461. Well, ain’t this a hell of a note.
    I’ve never even been to this corner of the blogosphere before. I was linked to an Obsidian Wings blogpost from back in ’06, about legislation sponsored by Sen. Obama. I went to Main to see if there had been any updates. I saw this, and had to read it – I have a damn good friend Over There right now.
    And here I am, with tears on my face, and a runny nose.
    And I want to be all manly and claim it’s allergies, but I’m a lousy liar.
    Go with God, Major. You died as you lived – with a passionate conviction of your ideals, and a belief that reasonable argument can beat raw hatred.
    And it will, in the long run. And you will see it, wherever you are, and know you were right all along.

  3462. Well, ain’t this a hell of a note.
    I’ve never even been to this corner of the blogosphere before. I was linked to an Obsidian Wings blogpost from back in ’06, about legislation sponsored by Sen. Obama. I went to Main to see if there had been any updates. I saw this, and had to read it – I have a damn good friend Over There right now.
    And here I am, with tears on my face, and a runny nose.
    And I want to be all manly and claim it’s allergies, but I’m a lousy liar.
    Go with God, Major. You died as you lived – with a passionate conviction of your ideals, and a belief that reasonable argument can beat raw hatred.
    And it will, in the long run. And you will see it, wherever you are, and know you were right all along.

  3466. Like many who are attending this wake, I didn’t know that G’Kar and Andrew were one in the same. I claim further ignorance that until reading his final note, I never realized that the sig “G’Kar” was a B5 reference – the discussions in which we both participated talked about second amendment issues, not SF stuff. So I missed another telling reference.
    I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man – when I realized that his final message (and the wonders of the twenty-first century that allow me to reference his works at the touch virtual buttons) gave me the chance to play a little catchup. And now I know as much as I can, short of reading more postings from his friends and family.
    You were a gentleman, a scholar, and a patriot in the most fundamental sense. Thank you for sharing so much with us, and I’m sorry to have to say “ah – I knew something about you” and “goodbye” at the same time.
    My wife and I send our deepest condolences to Andrew’s wife Amanda, familiy and friends. As good as Andrew’s words were, I’m sure his presence was infinitely better. Please take some consolation in the volume of positive messages and links from peoples of every stripe, and know that if there were some combination of words that could be said to help with your grief all good people would be saying them as loudly and as often as they could.

  3467. Like many who are attending this wake, I didn’t know that G’Kar and Andrew were one in the same. I claim further ignorance that until reading his final note, I never realized that the sig “G’Kar” was a B5 reference – the discussions in which we both participated talked about second amendment issues, not SF stuff. So I missed another telling reference.
    I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man – when I realized that his final message (and the wonders of the twenty-first century that allow me to reference his works at the touch virtual buttons) gave me the chance to play a little catchup. And now I know as much as I can, short of reading more postings from his friends and family.
    You were a gentleman, a scholar, and a patriot in the most fundamental sense. Thank you for sharing so much with us, and I’m sorry to have to say “ah – I knew something about you” and “goodbye” at the same time.
    My wife and I send our deepest condolences to Andrew’s wife Amanda, familiy and friends. As good as Andrew’s words were, I’m sure his presence was infinitely better. Please take some consolation in the volume of positive messages and links from peoples of every stripe, and know that if there were some combination of words that could be said to help with your grief all good people would be saying them as loudly and as often as they could.

  3468. Like many who are attending this wake, I didn’t know that G’Kar and Andrew were one in the same. I claim further ignorance that until reading his final note, I never realized that the sig “G’Kar” was a B5 reference – the discussions in which we both participated talked about second amendment issues, not SF stuff. So I missed another telling reference.
    I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man – when I realized that his final message (and the wonders of the twenty-first century that allow me to reference his works at the touch virtual buttons) gave me the chance to play a little catchup. And now I know as much as I can, short of reading more postings from his friends and family.
    You were a gentleman, a scholar, and a patriot in the most fundamental sense. Thank you for sharing so much with us, and I’m sorry to have to say “ah – I knew something about you” and “goodbye” at the same time.
    My wife and I send our deepest condolences to Andrew’s wife Amanda, familiy and friends. As good as Andrew’s words were, I’m sure his presence was infinitely better. Please take some consolation in the volume of positive messages and links from peoples of every stripe, and know that if there were some combination of words that could be said to help with your grief all good people would be saying them as loudly and as often as they could.

  3469. Everyone who has not read Andrew Olmsted’s blog can do so…You found his final post by accident, so get more inspired and read it all. You’ll learn a lot (and his friends are still here!)
    I read it as a lurker and now, I find have learned something about myself through his final post. If you feel like a read, you can go here:
    http://neestake.townhall.com/g/2ae9c4cb-480a-4971-a6b6-140ae67a6c4e&comments=true#comments
    What I learned about myself gave me a great sense of peace and tomorrow I am closing that book. The afterlife is a brighter place for sure.

  3470. Everyone who has not read Andrew Olmsted’s blog can do so…You found his final post by accident, so get more inspired and read it all. You’ll learn a lot (and his friends are still here!)
    I read it as a lurker and now, I find have learned something about myself through his final post. If you feel like a read, you can go here:
    http://neestake.townhall.com/g/2ae9c4cb-480a-4971-a6b6-140ae67a6c4e&comments=true#comments
    What I learned about myself gave me a great sense of peace and tomorrow I am closing that book. The afterlife is a brighter place for sure.

  3471. Everyone who has not read Andrew Olmsted’s blog can do so…You found his final post by accident, so get more inspired and read it all. You’ll learn a lot (and his friends are still here!)
    I read it as a lurker and now, I find have learned something about myself through his final post. If you feel like a read, you can go here:
    http://neestake.townhall.com/g/2ae9c4cb-480a-4971-a6b6-140ae67a6c4e&comments=true#comments
    What I learned about myself gave me a great sense of peace and tomorrow I am closing that book. The afterlife is a brighter place for sure.

  3472. I only knew Andy as G’kar on the TrekBBS, so I can’t claim to know him as many of you all do.
    But this news saddens me. Yet another life lost (Fort Carson has been hit pretty hard).
    Per his wish, I will not cry, but instead honor him by thinking about what an incredible thing he did by serving his country, and that he died doing something he loved – which is what I certainly hope happens to me.

  3473. I only knew Andy as G’kar on the TrekBBS, so I can’t claim to know him as many of you all do.
    But this news saddens me. Yet another life lost (Fort Carson has been hit pretty hard).
    Per his wish, I will not cry, but instead honor him by thinking about what an incredible thing he did by serving his country, and that he died doing something he loved – which is what I certainly hope happens to me.

  3474. I only knew Andy as G’kar on the TrekBBS, so I can’t claim to know him as many of you all do.
    But this news saddens me. Yet another life lost (Fort Carson has been hit pretty hard).
    Per his wish, I will not cry, but instead honor him by thinking about what an incredible thing he did by serving his country, and that he died doing something he loved – which is what I certainly hope happens to me.

  3475. “I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man”
    I’m absolutely sure that Andrew would want to hear from everyone with a flattering comment. 😉
    I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment.
    I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.

  3476. “I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man”
    I’m absolutely sure that Andrew would want to hear from everyone with a flattering comment. 😉
    I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment.
    I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.

  3477. “I have had this page on my monitor for days now, deciding if I should post given what I _didn’t_ know about the man”
    I’m absolutely sure that Andrew would want to hear from everyone with a flattering comment. 😉
    I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment.
    I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.

  3478. dbomp, JayC, and Jes – add me to the list of those that didn’t know Andy and G’Kar were the same.
    And, farewell to both good men.

  3479. dbomp, JayC, and Jes – add me to the list of those that didn’t know Andy and G’Kar were the same.
    And, farewell to both good men.

  3480. dbomp, JayC, and Jes – add me to the list of those that didn’t know Andy and G’Kar were the same.
    And, farewell to both good men.

  3484. Thanks to those who are bearing the terrible burden of monitoring the blog and sharing Andy’s final thoughts.
    My heart aches for his family and the years that face them ahead. My heart also worries for those still facing danger, including two of my own cousins who are still in Iraq.
    May there be abundant peace from Heaven
    and life upon us and all the world.
    He Who makes peace in his heights
    May He make peace upon us and
    peace over all the world.
    – The Jewish Prayer of Mourning

  3485. Thanks to those who are bearing the terrible burden of monitoring the blog and sharing Andy’s final thoughts.
    My heart aches for his family and the years that face them ahead. My heart also worries for those still facing danger, including two of my own cousins who are still in Iraq.
    May there be abundant peace from Heaven
    and life upon us and all the world.
    He Who makes peace in his heights
    May He make peace upon us and
    peace over all the world.
    – The Jewish Prayer of Mourning

  3486. Thanks to those who are bearing the terrible burden of monitoring the blog and sharing Andy’s final thoughts.
    My heart aches for his family and the years that face them ahead. My heart also worries for those still facing danger, including two of my own cousins who are still in Iraq.
    May there be abundant peace from Heaven
    and life upon us and all the world.
    He Who makes peace in his heights
    May He make peace upon us and
    peace over all the world.
    – The Jewish Prayer of Mourning

  3487. I read about this fine soldier throough the blog Blackfive. His final post was difficult to read but beautiful. I will raise my two children (5 and 8) to understand that they must lead lives worthy of the sacrifices being made for them. The memory of Mr. Olmstead and all those that have died in this war will live on in the lives my children lead. I will teach them to be good Americans and never to forget what price was paid for their freedom. God Speed Mr. Olmstead and God Bless your family.
    Eric Shirley
    Belmont, NH

  3488. I read about this fine soldier throough the blog Blackfive. His final post was difficult to read but beautiful. I will raise my two children (5 and 8) to understand that they must lead lives worthy of the sacrifices being made for them. The memory of Mr. Olmstead and all those that have died in this war will live on in the lives my children lead. I will teach them to be good Americans and never to forget what price was paid for their freedom. God Speed Mr. Olmstead and God Bless your family.
    Eric Shirley
    Belmont, NH

  3489. I read about this fine soldier throough the blog Blackfive. His final post was difficult to read but beautiful. I will raise my two children (5 and 8) to understand that they must lead lives worthy of the sacrifices being made for them. The memory of Mr. Olmstead and all those that have died in this war will live on in the lives my children lead. I will teach them to be good Americans and never to forget what price was paid for their freedom. God Speed Mr. Olmstead and God Bless your family.
    Eric Shirley
    Belmont, NH

  3490. This is my first time on this blog–I was linked through another.
    My heartfelt condolences to his family. I relate to Andy’s writing in a personal way, so I can only imagine how hard it must be that he’s gone so suddenly.
    May you find comfort in your grief and life in Andy’s last words.

  3491. This is my first time on this blog–I was linked through another.
    My heartfelt condolences to his family. I relate to Andy’s writing in a personal way, so I can only imagine how hard it must be that he’s gone so suddenly.
    May you find comfort in your grief and life in Andy’s last words.

  3492. This is my first time on this blog–I was linked through another.
    My heartfelt condolences to his family. I relate to Andy’s writing in a personal way, so I can only imagine how hard it must be that he’s gone so suddenly.
    May you find comfort in your grief and life in Andy’s last words.

  3493. [Comment deleted. Commenter has been repeatedly banned, and will now be banned again.]

  3494. [Comment deleted. Commenter has been repeatedly banned, and will now be banned again.]

  3495. [Comment deleted. Commenter has been repeatedly banned, and will now be banned again.]

  3496. God bless andy’s soul and my heart goes out to his family and friends….where would america be without heroes like these………..

  3497. God bless andy’s soul and my heart goes out to his family and friends….where would america be without heroes like these………..

  3498. God bless andy’s soul and my heart goes out to his family and friends….where would america be without heroes like these………..

  3505. Patient reminder: not “Olmstead.”
    Olmsted. The Olmsted family. Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    Please try to get it right, understandable as the common error is.

  3506. Patient reminder: not “Olmstead.”
    Olmsted. The Olmsted family. Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    Please try to get it right, understandable as the common error is.

  3507. Patient reminder: not “Olmstead.”
    Olmsted. The Olmsted family. Olmsted. Olmsted. Olmsted.
    Please try to get it right, understandable as the common error is.

  3511. dictators like hilzoy never learn…banning and censorship is not the answer. free speech *is*…. free speech only has value when things you don’t want to hear are allowed to be said anyway…like:
    [Two paragraphs deleted by The Management. Commenter banned again.]

  3512. dictators like hilzoy never learn…banning and censorship is not the answer. free speech *is*…. free speech only has value when things you don’t want to hear are allowed to be said anyway…like:
    [Two paragraphs deleted by The Management. Commenter banned again.]

  3513. dictators like hilzoy never learn…banning and censorship is not the answer. free speech *is*…. free speech only has value when things you don’t want to hear are allowed to be said anyway…like:
    [Two paragraphs deleted by The Management. Commenter banned again.]

  3517. Commenting again – looks like Andy will be the focus of a NY Times story tomorrow. A reporter emailed me that they were working on a story for Monday’s paper.
    I keep coming back again and again, and I’ve read every comment. Thanks to all of you (well, almost all of you).

  3518. Commenting again – looks like Andy will be the focus of a NY Times story tomorrow. A reporter emailed me that they were working on a story for Monday’s paper.
    I keep coming back again and again, and I’ve read every comment. Thanks to all of you (well, almost all of you).

  3519. Commenting again – looks like Andy will be the focus of a NY Times story tomorrow. A reporter emailed me that they were working on a story for Monday’s paper.
    I keep coming back again and again, and I’ve read every comment. Thanks to all of you (well, almost all of you).

  3520. Been lurking here forever, so saddened to find this news today. I read his post echoed on Winds of Change, where I know him from, and came here to see… just hell and damn.
    Godspeed and farewell, Andy. May your family find grace and peace and joy in their memories of you. Thank you for your time with us and thank you for paying the whole buck-o-five.

  3521. Been lurking here forever, so saddened to find this news today. I read his post echoed on Winds of Change, where I know him from, and came here to see… just hell and damn.
    Godspeed and farewell, Andy. May your family find grace and peace and joy in their memories of you. Thank you for your time with us and thank you for paying the whole buck-o-five.

  3522. Been lurking here forever, so saddened to find this news today. I read his post echoed on Winds of Change, where I know him from, and came here to see… just hell and damn.
    Godspeed and farewell, Andy. May your family find grace and peace and joy in their memories of you. Thank you for your time with us and thank you for paying the whole buck-o-five.

  3526. I am going to grieve Andy but not too much. Even though Andy knew the risks he overcame fear and dread and ventured forth. He demonstrated what is best about people. He did not let the fear hold back knowing the environment. He demonstrated some of the best attributes we have to offer, I will grieve some but also smile and think of how honorable a man he was. Oh yes….he was a man.

  3527. I am going to grieve Andy but not too much. Even though Andy knew the risks he overcame fear and dread and ventured forth. He demonstrated what is best about people. He did not let the fear hold back knowing the environment. He demonstrated some of the best attributes we have to offer, I will grieve some but also smile and think of how honorable a man he was. Oh yes….he was a man.

  3528. I am going to grieve Andy but not too much. Even though Andy knew the risks he overcame fear and dread and ventured forth. He demonstrated what is best about people. He did not let the fear hold back knowing the environment. He demonstrated some of the best attributes we have to offer, I will grieve some but also smile and think of how honorable a man he was. Oh yes….he was a man.

  3529. Dear repeatedly banned person,
    I am deleting all your comments in their entirety. You have been banned repeatedly, and I don’t have the patience to ask myself which parts of your comments are particularly objectionable any more.
    In the comment I just deleted, you say: “this is a public blog with open commenting.” Wrong. This is a public blog, in the sense that anyone can see it. Comments, however, are moderated, as you surely realize. I and the other posters run this blog. We pay for it. We do not have to open it to people who repeatedly demonstrate that they have no interest in respecting the wishes of anyone around them, not to mention the explicit rules we have laid down.
    This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does. You are perfectly free to start your own blog, and I would fight for your right to do that. But that does not mean I have to accept your disrespect for Andy’s wishes here.

  3530. Dear repeatedly banned person,
    I am deleting all your comments in their entirety. You have been banned repeatedly, and I don’t have the patience to ask myself which parts of your comments are particularly objectionable any more.
    In the comment I just deleted, you say: “this is a public blog with open commenting.” Wrong. This is a public blog, in the sense that anyone can see it. Comments, however, are moderated, as you surely realize. I and the other posters run this blog. We pay for it. We do not have to open it to people who repeatedly demonstrate that they have no interest in respecting the wishes of anyone around them, not to mention the explicit rules we have laid down.
    This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does. You are perfectly free to start your own blog, and I would fight for your right to do that. But that does not mean I have to accept your disrespect for Andy’s wishes here.

  3531. Dear repeatedly banned person,
    I am deleting all your comments in their entirety. You have been banned repeatedly, and I don’t have the patience to ask myself which parts of your comments are particularly objectionable any more.
    In the comment I just deleted, you say: “this is a public blog with open commenting.” Wrong. This is a public blog, in the sense that anyone can see it. Comments, however, are moderated, as you surely realize. I and the other posters run this blog. We pay for it. We do not have to open it to people who repeatedly demonstrate that they have no interest in respecting the wishes of anyone around them, not to mention the explicit rules we have laid down.
    This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does. You are perfectly free to start your own blog, and I would fight for your right to do that. But that does not mean I have to accept your disrespect for Andy’s wishes here.

  3532. Hilzoy, thanks for the lengthy response before, but “no” would’ve sufficed–you needn’t explain yourself on this point. I was just coming at it from a distinguished-by-one’s-trolls perspective. Oh, and congrats on your promotion to dictator.
    I just remembered the first time I commented here–I made a total ass out of myself, Andrew rapped me on the knuckles for it, and as I was trying to slink away he spent far more keystrokes than necessary to keep me from going away mad, even though I wasn’t anyway. Most online-sparring types would’ve just gone for my throat. Hell, I would’ve.
    I guess all that magnanimity of spirit didn’t crowd out his courage.

  3533. Hilzoy, thanks for the lengthy response before, but “no” would’ve sufficed–you needn’t explain yourself on this point. I was just coming at it from a distinguished-by-one’s-trolls perspective. Oh, and congrats on your promotion to dictator.
    I just remembered the first time I commented here–I made a total ass out of myself, Andrew rapped me on the knuckles for it, and as I was trying to slink away he spent far more keystrokes than necessary to keep me from going away mad, even though I wasn’t anyway. Most online-sparring types would’ve just gone for my throat. Hell, I would’ve.
    I guess all that magnanimity of spirit didn’t crowd out his courage.

  3534. Hilzoy, thanks for the lengthy response before, but “no” would’ve sufficed–you needn’t explain yourself on this point. I was just coming at it from a distinguished-by-one’s-trolls perspective. Oh, and congrats on your promotion to dictator.
    I just remembered the first time I commented here–I made a total ass out of myself, Andrew rapped me on the knuckles for it, and as I was trying to slink away he spent far more keystrokes than necessary to keep me from going away mad, even though I wasn’t anyway. Most online-sparring types would’ve just gone for my throat. Hell, I would’ve.
    I guess all that magnanimity of spirit didn’t crowd out his courage.

  3535. Marbel: Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    *cracks up laughing*
    Thanks, I needed that.

  3536. Marbel: Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    *cracks up laughing*
    Thanks, I needed that.

  3537. Marbel: Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    *cracks up laughing*
    Thanks, I needed that.

  3538. David@1:05
    Elegant. Thank you sir.
    I can’t believe how many regulars did not realize that G’Kar was Andrew. I thought it was the worst kept secret in blogville. Not that anyone clued me in – I just thought it was obvious…
    I guess if you never picked up on the B5 stuff before maybe not so much…

  3539. David@1:05
    Elegant. Thank you sir.
    I can’t believe how many regulars did not realize that G’Kar was Andrew. I thought it was the worst kept secret in blogville. Not that anyone clued me in – I just thought it was obvious…
    I guess if you never picked up on the B5 stuff before maybe not so much…

  3540. David@1:05
    Elegant. Thank you sir.
    I can’t believe how many regulars did not realize that G’Kar was Andrew. I thought it was the worst kept secret in blogville. Not that anyone clued me in – I just thought it was obvious…
    I guess if you never picked up on the B5 stuff before maybe not so much…

  3541. borehole: yeah, he was like that.
    and marbel: I was about to say that that was wonderful, but was distracted by yet another little missive from our troll, and ended up writing my previous comment instead. Thanks to you for writing it, and to Jes for reminding me.

  3542. borehole: yeah, he was like that.
    and marbel: I was about to say that that was wonderful, but was distracted by yet another little missive from our troll, and ended up writing my previous comment instead. Thanks to you for writing it, and to Jes for reminding me.

  3543. borehole: yeah, he was like that.
    and marbel: I was about to say that that was wonderful, but was distracted by yet another little missive from our troll, and ended up writing my previous comment instead. Thanks to you for writing it, and to Jes for reminding me.

  3547. I know no words or tears can bring him back but I want to say thank you to Andrew for willingly protecting our freedoms as he did. Thank you also Amanda for standing by him as he did so for all Americans. Please accept my deepest sympathies and my prayers for the family and friends of Andrew Olmsted.

  3548. I know no words or tears can bring him back but I want to say thank you to Andrew for willingly protecting our freedoms as he did. Thank you also Amanda for standing by him as he did so for all Americans. Please accept my deepest sympathies and my prayers for the family and friends of Andrew Olmsted.

  3549. I know no words or tears can bring him back but I want to say thank you to Andrew for willingly protecting our freedoms as he did. Thank you also Amanda for standing by him as he did so for all Americans. Please accept my deepest sympathies and my prayers for the family and friends of Andrew Olmsted.

  3550. OCSteve, I guess I just tend to think that being a Bab5 fan is normal. But yeah, I am a little gobsmacked that I didn’t think of it. (“Wait, what, G’Kar is Andrew? What, wait, Andrew’s dead?”)

  3551. OCSteve, I guess I just tend to think that being a Bab5 fan is normal. But yeah, I am a little gobsmacked that I didn’t think of it. (“Wait, what, G’Kar is Andrew? What, wait, Andrew’s dead?”)

  3552. OCSteve, I guess I just tend to think that being a Bab5 fan is normal. But yeah, I am a little gobsmacked that I didn’t think of it. (“Wait, what, G’Kar is Andrew? What, wait, Andrew’s dead?”)

  3553. The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone
    In the ranks of death you will find him;
    His father’s sword he hath girded on,
    And his wild harp slung behind him;
    “Land of Song!” said the warrior bard,
    “Tho’ all the world betrays thee,
    One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
    One faithful harp shall praise thee!”
    The Minstrel fell! But the foeman’s chain
    Could not bring that proud soul under;
    The harp he lov’d ne’er spoke again,
    For he tore its chords asunder;
    And said “No chains shall sully thee,
    Thou soul of love and brav’ry!
    Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
    They shall never sound in slavery!”
    The Minstrel Boy will return we pray
    When we hear the news we all will cheer it,
    The minstrel boy will return one day,
    Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit.
    Then may he play on his harp in peace,
    In a world such as Heaven intended,
    For all the bitterness of man must cease,
    And ev’ry battle must be ended
    ****************
    My children sleep at peace in their beds at night because Andrew Olmsted and men like him stand at arms, out there in places where we regular people don’t dare to go.
    “Thank you” is pretty weak and simple to say to a man I never knew in life. But perhaps to we, the living, we should all think to ourselves, “Earn this.”
    May his memory be forever green and alive in the hearts of those who knew him and loved him best.

  3554. The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone
    In the ranks of death you will find him;
    His father’s sword he hath girded on,
    And his wild harp slung behind him;
    “Land of Song!” said the warrior bard,
    “Tho’ all the world betrays thee,
    One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
    One faithful harp shall praise thee!”
    The Minstrel fell! But the foeman’s chain
    Could not bring that proud soul under;
    The harp he lov’d ne’er spoke again,
    For he tore its chords asunder;
    And said “No chains shall sully thee,
    Thou soul of love and brav’ry!
    Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
    They shall never sound in slavery!”
    The Minstrel Boy will return we pray
    When we hear the news we all will cheer it,
    The minstrel boy will return one day,
    Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit.
    Then may he play on his harp in peace,
    In a world such as Heaven intended,
    For all the bitterness of man must cease,
    And ev’ry battle must be ended
    ****************
    My children sleep at peace in their beds at night because Andrew Olmsted and men like him stand at arms, out there in places where we regular people don’t dare to go.
    “Thank you” is pretty weak and simple to say to a man I never knew in life. But perhaps to we, the living, we should all think to ourselves, “Earn this.”
    May his memory be forever green and alive in the hearts of those who knew him and loved him best.

  3555. The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone
    In the ranks of death you will find him;
    His father’s sword he hath girded on,
    And his wild harp slung behind him;
    “Land of Song!” said the warrior bard,
    “Tho’ all the world betrays thee,
    One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
    One faithful harp shall praise thee!”
    The Minstrel fell! But the foeman’s chain
    Could not bring that proud soul under;
    The harp he lov’d ne’er spoke again,
    For he tore its chords asunder;
    And said “No chains shall sully thee,
    Thou soul of love and brav’ry!
    Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
    They shall never sound in slavery!”
    The Minstrel Boy will return we pray
    When we hear the news we all will cheer it,
    The minstrel boy will return one day,
    Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit.
    Then may he play on his harp in peace,
    In a world such as Heaven intended,
    For all the bitterness of man must cease,
    And ev’ry battle must be ended
    ****************
    My children sleep at peace in their beds at night because Andrew Olmsted and men like him stand at arms, out there in places where we regular people don’t dare to go.
    “Thank you” is pretty weak and simple to say to a man I never knew in life. But perhaps to we, the living, we should all think to ourselves, “Earn this.”
    May his memory be forever green and alive in the hearts of those who knew him and loved him best.

  3559. I hope that the people who are discovering ObWi after being directed here read other posts and threads. This is one of the most open forums I’ve seen. This thread is a little special, but the tendency to discuss facts and opinions rather than the people posting them is one of the Guiding Principles of ObWi.
    VERY LARGE hat-tip to Gary, Jesu, and especially hilzoy for kicking the scum (regardless of political persuation) off the thread.
    ===============================
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)
    You knew him much, much better than I (even allowing for your post of the 5th, 2:57 PM), but from what I read of his posts, it’s EXACTLY the kind of thing he’d want said.
    ==========================
    Another song for Andrew:
    “When I’m on my journey, don’t you grieve after me.
    Searchin’ for a city, don’t you grieve after me.
    I don’t want you to grieve after me.
    I hear the trumpets sounding…
    We’ll sing and shout for glory…
    My brother won’t you join us…”
    ========================
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.
    Thanks. I’d added the first 2 discs from Season 1, but have replaced them with the ones from Season 2.

  3560. I hope that the people who are discovering ObWi after being directed here read other posts and threads. This is one of the most open forums I’ve seen. This thread is a little special, but the tendency to discuss facts and opinions rather than the people posting them is one of the Guiding Principles of ObWi.
    VERY LARGE hat-tip to Gary, Jesu, and especially hilzoy for kicking the scum (regardless of political persuation) off the thread.
    ===============================
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)
    You knew him much, much better than I (even allowing for your post of the 5th, 2:57 PM), but from what I read of his posts, it’s EXACTLY the kind of thing he’d want said.
    ==========================
    Another song for Andrew:
    “When I’m on my journey, don’t you grieve after me.
    Searchin’ for a city, don’t you grieve after me.
    I don’t want you to grieve after me.
    I hear the trumpets sounding…
    We’ll sing and shout for glory…
    My brother won’t you join us…”
    ========================
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.
    Thanks. I’d added the first 2 discs from Season 1, but have replaced them with the ones from Season 2.

  3561. I hope that the people who are discovering ObWi after being directed here read other posts and threads. This is one of the most open forums I’ve seen. This thread is a little special, but the tendency to discuss facts and opinions rather than the people posting them is one of the Guiding Principles of ObWi.
    VERY LARGE hat-tip to Gary, Jesu, and especially hilzoy for kicking the scum (regardless of political persuation) off the thread.
    ===============================
    (I’m tempted to joke how Andy arranged this just to get out of paying for the disks, and his subscription to my blog, but not really very funny in the slightest.)
    You knew him much, much better than I (even allowing for your post of the 5th, 2:57 PM), but from what I read of his posts, it’s EXACTLY the kind of thing he’d want said.
    ==========================
    Another song for Andrew:
    “When I’m on my journey, don’t you grieve after me.
    Searchin’ for a city, don’t you grieve after me.
    I don’t want you to grieve after me.
    I hear the trumpets sounding…
    We’ll sing and shout for glory…
    My brother won’t you join us…”
    ========================
    The second, third, and fourth, seasons were best, though anyone going for the complete story needs the endpieces.
    Thanks. I’d added the first 2 discs from Season 1, but have replaced them with the ones from Season 2.

  3565. Way too late, but: oh CRAP.
    His post was great, but I sure wish I hadn’t had to read it.
    I liked his posts best when I disagreed with them–which shows you what kind of blogger, and person, he was.

  3566. Way too late, but: oh CRAP.
    His post was great, but I sure wish I hadn’t had to read it.
    I liked his posts best when I disagreed with them–which shows you what kind of blogger, and person, he was.

  3567. Way too late, but: oh CRAP.
    His post was great, but I sure wish I hadn’t had to read it.
    I liked his posts best when I disagreed with them–which shows you what kind of blogger, and person, he was.

  3568. Note: there are things in comments that I’d like to reply to, and in a few days, when there’s a new thread available for such things, I probably will. But how difficult is it to say to yourself “This precious gem of a idea can wait, as long as a whole day or two, and will not wilt on the vine”? How hard is it to realize that this thread, just this ONE, is NOT about you, sterling example of bloggerdom though you might be.
    If you have anything to say that MIGHT be offensive, mail it to hilzoy — let her make the decision, or curb your self-important egoism and post on a more appropriate thread.
    Geeeeez.

  3569. Note: there are things in comments that I’d like to reply to, and in a few days, when there’s a new thread available for such things, I probably will. But how difficult is it to say to yourself “This precious gem of a idea can wait, as long as a whole day or two, and will not wilt on the vine”? How hard is it to realize that this thread, just this ONE, is NOT about you, sterling example of bloggerdom though you might be.
    If you have anything to say that MIGHT be offensive, mail it to hilzoy — let her make the decision, or curb your self-important egoism and post on a more appropriate thread.
    Geeeeez.

  3570. Note: there are things in comments that I’d like to reply to, and in a few days, when there’s a new thread available for such things, I probably will. But how difficult is it to say to yourself “This precious gem of a idea can wait, as long as a whole day or two, and will not wilt on the vine”? How hard is it to realize that this thread, just this ONE, is NOT about you, sterling example of bloggerdom though you might be.
    If you have anything to say that MIGHT be offensive, mail it to hilzoy — let her make the decision, or curb your self-important egoism and post on a more appropriate thread.
    Geeeeez.

  3571. dutchmarbel: Touche (without that little accent thing over the ‘e’ that’s called something else because I don’t know how to put it there).

  3572. dutchmarbel: Touche (without that little accent thing over the ‘e’ that’s called something else because I don’t know how to put it there).

  3573. dutchmarbel: Touche (without that little accent thing over the ‘e’ that’s called something else because I don’t know how to put it there).

  3574. The loss of a soldier is a time to mourn and to celebrate. I read of this blog entry in the news and want to say this to this great man’s family and friends, your extraordinary service to us all is appreciated. My husband left again today for Iraq, he is an Army doc. He has been blessed with a career that allows him to spend everyday (for 20 years now) caring for those he loves. We love you, we thank you, we celebrate you. Army strong.

  3575. The loss of a soldier is a time to mourn and to celebrate. I read of this blog entry in the news and want to say this to this great man’s family and friends, your extraordinary service to us all is appreciated. My husband left again today for Iraq, he is an Army doc. He has been blessed with a career that allows him to spend everyday (for 20 years now) caring for those he loves. We love you, we thank you, we celebrate you. Army strong.

  3576. The loss of a soldier is a time to mourn and to celebrate. I read of this blog entry in the news and want to say this to this great man’s family and friends, your extraordinary service to us all is appreciated. My husband left again today for Iraq, he is an Army doc. He has been blessed with a career that allows him to spend everyday (for 20 years now) caring for those he loves. We love you, we thank you, we celebrate you. Army strong.

  3577. Yeah, echoing Jeff: It’s not about YOU. Or politics. Or “freedom of speech.” It’s about Andrew Olmsted. Husband. Friend. Army officer. And someone whose force of personality is such that he can unite people as diverse as hilzoy, Sebastian, von, Charles, OCSteve, Katherine, et al, in appreciation of what a person he was and to command their respect (and many of ours) for his views, even though not all of them agreed with them (either in part or whole).
    That’s a person who will be sorely missed by everyone. And someone whose memory should be respected by avoiding posts (worthy as they might be) that aren’t about him.
    It’s about him and the way he conducted himself.

  3578. Yeah, echoing Jeff: It’s not about YOU. Or politics. Or “freedom of speech.” It’s about Andrew Olmsted. Husband. Friend. Army officer. And someone whose force of personality is such that he can unite people as diverse as hilzoy, Sebastian, von, Charles, OCSteve, Katherine, et al, in appreciation of what a person he was and to command their respect (and many of ours) for his views, even though not all of them agreed with them (either in part or whole).
    That’s a person who will be sorely missed by everyone. And someone whose memory should be respected by avoiding posts (worthy as they might be) that aren’t about him.
    It’s about him and the way he conducted himself.

  3579. Yeah, echoing Jeff: It’s not about YOU. Or politics. Or “freedom of speech.” It’s about Andrew Olmsted. Husband. Friend. Army officer. And someone whose force of personality is such that he can unite people as diverse as hilzoy, Sebastian, von, Charles, OCSteve, Katherine, et al, in appreciation of what a person he was and to command their respect (and many of ours) for his views, even though not all of them agreed with them (either in part or whole).
    That’s a person who will be sorely missed by everyone. And someone whose memory should be respected by avoiding posts (worthy as they might be) that aren’t about him.
    It’s about him and the way he conducted himself.

  3580. Dutchmarbel writes
    bq. Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    Bravo! Both ears and the tail!

  3581. Dutchmarbel writes
    bq. Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    Bravo! Both ears and the tail!

  3582. Dutchmarbel writes
    bq. Well, I’m glad you are here to show us that you would never invade anywhere because you don’t like how they manage things in those places.
    Bravo! Both ears and the tail!

  3583. I read this blog and was nearly brought to full-blown weeping. I served in Iraq with the same unit as this great man and wonder if our paths ever crossed, I truly hope they did. What a complete inspiration. I think his greatest gift was giving a touch of feeling to those numbers that scroll along the bottom of CNN who do not posess the capacity to articulate themselves as fully. Thanks man. I suggest you go to icasualties.org where MAJ Olmsted is close, but no longer at the top of the list and scroll through there as well. Thanks for your gift sir.

  3584. I read this blog and was nearly brought to full-blown weeping. I served in Iraq with the same unit as this great man and wonder if our paths ever crossed, I truly hope they did. What a complete inspiration. I think his greatest gift was giving a touch of feeling to those numbers that scroll along the bottom of CNN who do not posess the capacity to articulate themselves as fully. Thanks man. I suggest you go to icasualties.org where MAJ Olmsted is close, but no longer at the top of the list and scroll through there as well. Thanks for your gift sir.

  3585. I read this blog and was nearly brought to full-blown weeping. I served in Iraq with the same unit as this great man and wonder if our paths ever crossed, I truly hope they did. What a complete inspiration. I think his greatest gift was giving a touch of feeling to those numbers that scroll along the bottom of CNN who do not posess the capacity to articulate themselves as fully. Thanks man. I suggest you go to icasualties.org where MAJ Olmsted is close, but no longer at the top of the list and scroll through there as well. Thanks for your gift sir.

  3586. It’s strange… I posted above (January 05, 2008 at 05:01 AM) and I felt quite *hard* inside. During my time in Cambodia a lifetime ago, one had to become hard to the tragedies. There were just so many. The death of innocents, friends, brothers-in-arms… it all became too much and it was too hard to do the job with all that weighing on one’s soul.
    The thing that struck me most about Maj. Olmsted, and what prompted me to make the above post, is that he was a man who obviously understood. I believe he coped by using his blogging as an outlet, a way to cope with all the horror, fear, doubts. I am also sure his obvious love for family and mate’s were very strong. But most of all… I am struck by his sense of Honor! I use the capital ‘H’ because he was a man of Honor in the ancient sense of the work. I believe he was that rare breed today.
    I think he would want us also to celebrate the life of Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, and not forget his ultimate sacrifice. And all of his brothers, whether he knew them personally or not. I don’t think he was a man who wanted people to mourn for him, ego not withstanding. 😉 Seriously though, I believe that what he would love the most is for people to learn from him and improve their own lives in someway, and to become less selfish and more generous of spirit.
    He strikes me as a man who loved irony, and he would be laughing at his own irony now. 🙂
    hilzoy: I just wanted to thank you so much for all you are doing and have done. You are a true friend to Andrew. I know this is a very hard thing for you to do, but I suspect that it also helps, gives you a purpose… something to do!
    To those who would try to disrespect a great human being, you show yourselves to be the tiny nothings you are. Andrew, I am sure, would have shaken his head with a wry smile! None of you can harm him or any of us who understand who he was and what he did for all. What he even did for you pathetic creatures. I laugh at you on his behalf! LOL
    Gary Farber: Cut yourself some slack man!! You deserve a great deal of credit also. You obviously have great respect and love for Andrew. And given what I have read, I am certain it was mutual. And I believe Andrew, for all his amazing character and spirit, would not have cared so much for you if you had little worth as a human being and a man. You are a better man than I am!
    We are a strange breed we humans! Those like Andrew never truly see the value in themselves, and see only the imperfections and faults, some that don’t really exist at all! I think THAT is what makes a man great! Once we think we are so wonderful, so perfect and so flawless, we become the worst a human can be. He was not an arrogant man, he was humble and modest, and kind, and imperfect. The best of us.
    We can all learn something from this man. That would make him very happy, and perhaps help his family also! 🙂
    I also feel a pain for his team mates in Iraq. A man such as he would have had a huge impact on them, and they must miss him terribly. Spare a thought for them also.
    Gary: I think what you propose with the B5 movies is the right thing to do. Andrew would not have wanted you to give up. Might I also suggest trying to contact J. Michael Straczynski and pointing him to this blog, and Andrews other blogs? Perhaps JMS will be happy to participate in your project? He is currently trying to revive B5 (and Crusade). I think Andrew would have loved to be a part of that. 🙂 Perhaps that may help relieve your (and others) conscience about whether what you are doing is *right* or *legal*!
    More info on JMS projects at The Zokalo: http://www.isnnews.net/zocalo/jms.shtml
    For myself, I would love to help if I can in any way with any project relating to Maj. Andrew Olmsted!
    Farewell Andrew. But never Goodbye!

  3587. It’s strange… I posted above (January 05, 2008 at 05:01 AM) and I felt quite *hard* inside. During my time in Cambodia a lifetime ago, one had to become hard to the tragedies. There were just so many. The death of innocents, friends, brothers-in-arms… it all became too much and it was too hard to do the job with all that weighing on one’s soul.
    The thing that struck me most about Maj. Olmsted, and what prompted me to make the above post, is that he was a man who obviously understood. I believe he coped by using his blogging as an outlet, a way to cope with all the horror, fear, doubts. I am also sure his obvious love for family and mate’s were very strong. But most of all… I am struck by his sense of Honor! I use the capital ‘H’ because he was a man of Honor in the ancient sense of the work. I believe he was that rare breed today.
    I think he would want us also to celebrate the life of Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, and not forget his ultimate sacrifice. And all of his brothers, whether he knew them personally or not. I don’t think he was a man who wanted people to mourn for him, ego not withstanding. 😉 Seriously though, I believe that what he would love the most is for people to learn from him and improve their own lives in someway, and to become less selfish and more generous of spirit.
    He strikes me as a man who loved irony, and he would be laughing at his own irony now. 🙂
    hilzoy: I just wanted to thank you so much for all you are doing and have done. You are a true friend to Andrew. I know this is a very hard thing for you to do, but I suspect that it also helps, gives you a purpose… something to do!
    To those who would try to disrespect a great human being, you show yourselves to be the tiny nothings you are. Andrew, I am sure, would have shaken his head with a wry smile! None of you can harm him or any of us who understand who he was and what he did for all. What he even did for you pathetic creatures. I laugh at you on his behalf! LOL
    Gary Farber: Cut yourself some slack man!! You deserve a great deal of credit also. You obviously have great respect and love for Andrew. And given what I have read, I am certain it was mutual. And I believe Andrew, for all his amazing character and spirit, would not have cared so much for you if you had little worth as a human being and a man. You are a better man than I am!
    We are a strange breed we humans! Those like Andrew never truly see the value in themselves, and see only the imperfections and faults, some that don’t really exist at all! I think THAT is what makes a man great! Once we think we are so wonderful, so perfect and so flawless, we become the worst a human can be. He was not an arrogant man, he was humble and modest, and kind, and imperfect. The best of us.
    We can all learn something from this man. That would make him very happy, and perhaps help his family also! 🙂
    I also feel a pain for his team mates in Iraq. A man such as he would have had a huge impact on them, and they must miss him terribly. Spare a thought for them also.
    Gary: I think what you propose with the B5 movies is the right thing to do. Andrew would not have wanted you to give up. Might I also suggest trying to contact J. Michael Straczynski and pointing him to this blog, and Andrews other blogs? Perhaps JMS will be happy to participate in your project? He is currently trying to revive B5 (and Crusade). I think Andrew would have loved to be a part of that. 🙂 Perhaps that may help relieve your (and others) conscience about whether what you are doing is *right* or *legal*!
    More info on JMS projects at The Zokalo: http://www.isnnews.net/zocalo/jms.shtml
    For myself, I would love to help if I can in any way with any project relating to Maj. Andrew Olmsted!
    Farewell Andrew. But never Goodbye!

  3588. It’s strange… I posted above (January 05, 2008 at 05:01 AM) and I felt quite *hard* inside. During my time in Cambodia a lifetime ago, one had to become hard to the tragedies. There were just so many. The death of innocents, friends, brothers-in-arms… it all became too much and it was too hard to do the job with all that weighing on one’s soul.
    The thing that struck me most about Maj. Olmsted, and what prompted me to make the above post, is that he was a man who obviously understood. I believe he coped by using his blogging as an outlet, a way to cope with all the horror, fear, doubts. I am also sure his obvious love for family and mate’s were very strong. But most of all… I am struck by his sense of Honor! I use the capital ‘H’ because he was a man of Honor in the ancient sense of the work. I believe he was that rare breed today.
    I think he would want us also to celebrate the life of Cpt. Thomas J. Casey, and not forget his ultimate sacrifice. And all of his brothers, whether he knew them personally or not. I don’t think he was a man who wanted people to mourn for him, ego not withstanding. 😉 Seriously though, I believe that what he would love the most is for people to learn from him and improve their own lives in someway, and to become less selfish and more generous of spirit.
    He strikes me as a man who loved irony, and he would be laughing at his own irony now. 🙂
    hilzoy: I just wanted to thank you so much for all you are doing and have done. You are a true friend to Andrew. I know this is a very hard thing for you to do, but I suspect that it also helps, gives you a purpose… something to do!
    To those who would try to disrespect a great human being, you show yourselves to be the tiny nothings you are. Andrew, I am sure, would have shaken his head with a wry smile! None of you can harm him or any of us who understand who he was and what he did for all. What he even did for you pathetic creatures. I laugh at you on his behalf! LOL
    Gary Farber: Cut yourself some slack man!! You deserve a great deal of credit also. You obviously have great respect and love for Andrew. And given what I have read, I am certain it was mutual. And I believe Andrew, for all his amazing character and spirit, would not have cared so much for you if you had little worth as a human being and a man. You are a better man than I am!
    We are a strange breed we humans! Those like Andrew never truly see the value in themselves, and see only the imperfections and faults, some that don’t really exist at all! I think THAT is what makes a man great! Once we think we are so wonderful, so perfect and so flawless, we become the worst a human can be. He was not an arrogant man, he was humble and modest, and kind, and imperfect. The best of us.
    We can all learn something from this man. That would make him very happy, and perhaps help his family also! 🙂
    I also feel a pain for his team mates in Iraq. A man such as he would have had a huge impact on them, and they must miss him terribly. Spare a thought for them also.
    Gary: I think what you propose with the B5 movies is the right thing to do. Andrew would not have wanted you to give up. Might I also suggest trying to contact J. Michael Straczynski and pointing him to this blog, and Andrews other blogs? Perhaps JMS will be happy to participate in your project? He is currently trying to revive B5 (and Crusade). I think Andrew would have loved to be a part of that. 🙂 Perhaps that may help relieve your (and others) conscience about whether what you are doing is *right* or *legal*!
    More info on JMS projects at The Zokalo: http://www.isnnews.net/zocalo/jms.shtml
    For myself, I would love to help if I can in any way with any project relating to Maj. Andrew Olmsted!
    Farewell Andrew. But never Goodbye!

  3589. *sigh* Oops! typo.. (See… I sure am NOT perfect!) lol
    “…ancient sense of the work.” should of course be: “…ancient sense of the word.”
    One final comment, I think JMS (and Andreas Katsulas, whose birth name was Andrew BTW! May he also Rest In Peace!) would have been pleased with Andrew Olmsted blogging as G’Kar! 🙂 Kindred spirits… 😉
    Take care all! 🙂

  3590. *sigh* Oops! typo.. (See… I sure am NOT perfect!) lol
    “…ancient sense of the work.” should of course be: “…ancient sense of the word.”
    One final comment, I think JMS (and Andreas Katsulas, whose birth name was Andrew BTW! May he also Rest In Peace!) would have been pleased with Andrew Olmsted blogging as G’Kar! 🙂 Kindred spirits… 😉
    Take care all! 🙂

  3591. *sigh* Oops! typo.. (See… I sure am NOT perfect!) lol
    “…ancient sense of the work.” should of course be: “…ancient sense of the word.”
    One final comment, I think JMS (and Andreas Katsulas, whose birth name was Andrew BTW! May he also Rest In Peace!) would have been pleased with Andrew Olmsted blogging as G’Kar! 🙂 Kindred spirits… 😉
    Take care all! 🙂

  3595. Pain and tears.
    May God have mercy on his soul, and welcome him into eternity.
    May God have mercy on all of us.

  3596. Pain and tears.
    May God have mercy on his soul, and welcome him into eternity.
    May God have mercy on all of us.

  3597. Pain and tears.
    May God have mercy on his soul, and welcome him into eternity.
    May God have mercy on all of us.

  3598. i generally read, but no longer comment; however, i must add my condolences to the families. i have had the distinct honor and privilege of reading major olmstead’s posts here. i am stunned by this loss. may all find the peace and strength they deserve at this time.

  3599. i generally read, but no longer comment; however, i must add my condolences to the families. i have had the distinct honor and privilege of reading major olmstead’s posts here. i am stunned by this loss. may all find the peace and strength they deserve at this time.

  3600. i generally read, but no longer comment; however, i must add my condolences to the families. i have had the distinct honor and privilege of reading major olmstead’s posts here. i am stunned by this loss. may all find the peace and strength they deserve at this time.

  3601. Gary Farber: Are you trying to make YOURSELF out as a hero by having known Andrew? Every post mentions you knew him or your connection to him. Give it a break! We know your loss. You are not the first, and will not be the last to have suffered the loss of someone we care for. It appears that you want the glory that Andrew deserves.

  3602. Gary Farber: Are you trying to make YOURSELF out as a hero by having known Andrew? Every post mentions you knew him or your connection to him. Give it a break! We know your loss. You are not the first, and will not be the last to have suffered the loss of someone we care for. It appears that you want the glory that Andrew deserves.

  3603. Gary Farber: Are you trying to make YOURSELF out as a hero by having known Andrew? Every post mentions you knew him or your connection to him. Give it a break! We know your loss. You are not the first, and will not be the last to have suffered the loss of someone we care for. It appears that you want the glory that Andrew deserves.

  3607. I knew Andy at college. I would never presume that he would call me friend, though we had enough mutual friends that we were often in the same place enjoying the same activities. We never spoke afterward graduation, but I always remembered him fondly.
    There will be a lot said about Andy, because he wore a uniform, and the manner in which he died. It should be said that for many, many people he was not just a noble figure in a uniform, or even a blogger who happened to wear a uniform.
    It was the mid-80’s, and some high school seniors came around in a tour of local colleges. It was evening, and they were all in the main campus square waiting for their bus. One of them buttonholed me with questions about the social and political ‘atmosphere’ at the school. He was a freckly kid with a crooked smile and big ears that stood right out from his head. He looked right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. He liked the programs at the school but was concerned that his political views would not fit in (he was conservative, the school had/has a liberal reputation). It was a fun conversation, he was obviously intelligent. I remember assuring him that as long as he was reasonable and open-minded that he would find like-minded people. Besides, what university would he find in Massachusetts that wasn’t liberal?
    The following year he showed up on campus. He called himself conservative, but I always thought that was just in relation to everybody around us. I found him to be a reasonable, if overly opinionated guy. I also found him to be smarmy, sarcastic, condescending, and short-tempered (but then so was I). That’s the stuff age knocks out of you. But his gregarious nature always trumped political differences when it came to dealing with friends. He was also a sci-fi/role-playing/comics nerd, which put us strongly in the same camp. He always seemed to be around at house parties and Superbowl parties.
    He was also the only student we knew who was in ROTC, who did stuff like training with TOW missiles. He was low-key about it, but made no secret about the role he wanted to play should service be necessary. I recall telling him that Soviet tanks had really, really left Eastern Europe, and he was actually a bit disappointed; he wanted to be part of that greater adventure, to be on the side of right in a great struggle. I don’t know if that was part of his inner drive to keep doing what he did, I can’t really claim to have known him at all. I’ll just say that he was always somebody who would put himself out there.
    But I never saw Andy in his uniform, never saw him take or give an order. I just remember a whip smart, funny, highly imaginative, decent guy. I also remember a socially clumsy young man with some missing front teeth (from a baseball accident) who somehow managed to win over Amanda, his superior in both intellect and looks. Somebody who did not deserve to die. His family certainly has memories far more intimate and painful, of a young child they raised, who did not deserve to die. And Amanda, her memories are beyond our imagining.
    But what we deserve seldom has anything to do with what we get. Andy chose his path from a clear set of principles and a strong sense of right and wrong, which means he was just the right guy to send over there. I know that whatever happened, in the end, he was either doing right, or trying to stop something wrong. And that’s enough to make me glad that I knew him, however briefly.

  3608. I knew Andy at college. I would never presume that he would call me friend, though we had enough mutual friends that we were often in the same place enjoying the same activities. We never spoke afterward graduation, but I always remembered him fondly.
    There will be a lot said about Andy, because he wore a uniform, and the manner in which he died. It should be said that for many, many people he was not just a noble figure in a uniform, or even a blogger who happened to wear a uniform.
    It was the mid-80’s, and some high school seniors came around in a tour of local colleges. It was evening, and they were all in the main campus square waiting for their bus. One of them buttonholed me with questions about the social and political ‘atmosphere’ at the school. He was a freckly kid with a crooked smile and big ears that stood right out from his head. He looked right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. He liked the programs at the school but was concerned that his political views would not fit in (he was conservative, the school had/has a liberal reputation). It was a fun conversation, he was obviously intelligent. I remember assuring him that as long as he was reasonable and open-minded that he would find like-minded people. Besides, what university would he find in Massachusetts that wasn’t liberal?
    The following year he showed up on campus. He called himself conservative, but I always thought that was just in relation to everybody around us. I found him to be a reasonable, if overly opinionated guy. I also found him to be smarmy, sarcastic, condescending, and short-tempered (but then so was I). That’s the stuff age knocks out of you. But his gregarious nature always trumped political differences when it came to dealing with friends. He was also a sci-fi/role-playing/comics nerd, which put us strongly in the same camp. He always seemed to be around at house parties and Superbowl parties.
    He was also the only student we knew who was in ROTC, who did stuff like training with TOW missiles. He was low-key about it, but made no secret about the role he wanted to play should service be necessary. I recall telling him that Soviet tanks had really, really left Eastern Europe, and he was actually a bit disappointed; he wanted to be part of that greater adventure, to be on the side of right in a great struggle. I don’t know if that was part of his inner drive to keep doing what he did, I can’t really claim to have known him at all. I’ll just say that he was always somebody who would put himself out there.
    But I never saw Andy in his uniform, never saw him take or give an order. I just remember a whip smart, funny, highly imaginative, decent guy. I also remember a socially clumsy young man with some missing front teeth (from a baseball accident) who somehow managed to win over Amanda, his superior in both intellect and looks. Somebody who did not deserve to die. His family certainly has memories far more intimate and painful, of a young child they raised, who did not deserve to die. And Amanda, her memories are beyond our imagining.
    But what we deserve seldom has anything to do with what we get. Andy chose his path from a clear set of principles and a strong sense of right and wrong, which means he was just the right guy to send over there. I know that whatever happened, in the end, he was either doing right, or trying to stop something wrong. And that’s enough to make me glad that I knew him, however briefly.

  3609. I knew Andy at college. I would never presume that he would call me friend, though we had enough mutual friends that we were often in the same place enjoying the same activities. We never spoke afterward graduation, but I always remembered him fondly.
    There will be a lot said about Andy, because he wore a uniform, and the manner in which he died. It should be said that for many, many people he was not just a noble figure in a uniform, or even a blogger who happened to wear a uniform.
    It was the mid-80’s, and some high school seniors came around in a tour of local colleges. It was evening, and they were all in the main campus square waiting for their bus. One of them buttonholed me with questions about the social and political ‘atmosphere’ at the school. He was a freckly kid with a crooked smile and big ears that stood right out from his head. He looked right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. He liked the programs at the school but was concerned that his political views would not fit in (he was conservative, the school had/has a liberal reputation). It was a fun conversation, he was obviously intelligent. I remember assuring him that as long as he was reasonable and open-minded that he would find like-minded people. Besides, what university would he find in Massachusetts that wasn’t liberal?
    The following year he showed up on campus. He called himself conservative, but I always thought that was just in relation to everybody around us. I found him to be a reasonable, if overly opinionated guy. I also found him to be smarmy, sarcastic, condescending, and short-tempered (but then so was I). That’s the stuff age knocks out of you. But his gregarious nature always trumped political differences when it came to dealing with friends. He was also a sci-fi/role-playing/comics nerd, which put us strongly in the same camp. He always seemed to be around at house parties and Superbowl parties.
    He was also the only student we knew who was in ROTC, who did stuff like training with TOW missiles. He was low-key about it, but made no secret about the role he wanted to play should service be necessary. I recall telling him that Soviet tanks had really, really left Eastern Europe, and he was actually a bit disappointed; he wanted to be part of that greater adventure, to be on the side of right in a great struggle. I don’t know if that was part of his inner drive to keep doing what he did, I can’t really claim to have known him at all. I’ll just say that he was always somebody who would put himself out there.
    But I never saw Andy in his uniform, never saw him take or give an order. I just remember a whip smart, funny, highly imaginative, decent guy. I also remember a socially clumsy young man with some missing front teeth (from a baseball accident) who somehow managed to win over Amanda, his superior in both intellect and looks. Somebody who did not deserve to die. His family certainly has memories far more intimate and painful, of a young child they raised, who did not deserve to die. And Amanda, her memories are beyond our imagining.
    But what we deserve seldom has anything to do with what we get. Andy chose his path from a clear set of principles and a strong sense of right and wrong, which means he was just the right guy to send over there. I know that whatever happened, in the end, he was either doing right, or trying to stop something wrong. And that’s enough to make me glad that I knew him, however briefly.

  3610. I read this last post. I hope and pray that one day human beings can learn to live with one another in peace.
    I’m not certain how we’ll get there, but I believe it is possible.
    And it is that belief that reveals hope for humanity to be worthy of our vulnerability in embracing it.
    This man, this voice has been silenced, but in as much as his desires for a world of peace and justice remains within us he has not be conquered by death.
    His body returns from whence it came, but his spirit lives on.
    It was a privilege reading his thoughts, communing with him in this way.
    We must remember that we will all be dead soon enough. It is therefore, how we choose to live our life that matters.
    Peace and Love
    It is the only way.
    Eugene Knox
    Springfield, Illinois

  3611. I read this last post. I hope and pray that one day human beings can learn to live with one another in peace.
    I’m not certain how we’ll get there, but I believe it is possible.
    And it is that belief that reveals hope for humanity to be worthy of our vulnerability in embracing it.
    This man, this voice has been silenced, but in as much as his desires for a world of peace and justice remains within us he has not be conquered by death.
    His body returns from whence it came, but his spirit lives on.
    It was a privilege reading his thoughts, communing with him in this way.
    We must remember that we will all be dead soon enough. It is therefore, how we choose to live our life that matters.
    Peace and Love
    It is the only way.
    Eugene Knox
    Springfield, Illinois

  3612. I read this last post. I hope and pray that one day human beings can learn to live with one another in peace.
    I’m not certain how we’ll get there, but I believe it is possible.
    And it is that belief that reveals hope for humanity to be worthy of our vulnerability in embracing it.
    This man, this voice has been silenced, but in as much as his desires for a world of peace and justice remains within us he has not be conquered by death.
    His body returns from whence it came, but his spirit lives on.
    It was a privilege reading his thoughts, communing with him in this way.
    We must remember that we will all be dead soon enough. It is therefore, how we choose to live our life that matters.
    Peace and Love
    It is the only way.
    Eugene Knox
    Springfield, Illinois

  3613. NNYGuy
    Andrew obviously means quite a lot to Gary, OK.
    I understand you as well, I sometimes get uncomfortable when people are very demonstrative about their grief. People mourn differently, deal with it.

  3614. NNYGuy
    Andrew obviously means quite a lot to Gary, OK.
    I understand you as well, I sometimes get uncomfortable when people are very demonstrative about their grief. People mourn differently, deal with it.

  3615. NNYGuy
    Andrew obviously means quite a lot to Gary, OK.
    I understand you as well, I sometimes get uncomfortable when people are very demonstrative about their grief. People mourn differently, deal with it.

  3616. This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does.
    OMG, that sounds like an awesome way to remember Andrew! How does next Friday sound for everyone?

  3617. This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does.
    OMG, that sounds like an awesome way to remember Andrew! How does next Friday sound for everyone?

  3618. This does not violate freedom of speech, any more than the fact that I can, lawfully, ask you not to stand in my home with a megaphone at 4am reciting the Critique of Pure reason does.
    OMG, that sounds like an awesome way to remember Andrew! How does next Friday sound for everyone?

  3622. @ Gary-I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment. I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.
    Well Gary, yes, but you do know that Andy would have welcomed every challenging post as well, with a wry smile and stuttered finger. He couldn’t type all that well. Write yes; type no. Poor bastard.

  3623. @ Gary-I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment. I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.
    Well Gary, yes, but you do know that Andy would have welcomed every challenging post as well, with a wry smile and stuttered finger. He couldn’t type all that well. Write yes; type no. Poor bastard.

  3624. @ Gary-I’m equally sure that Andrew would have enjoyed every complimentary comment. I only wish blahblahblah. Because I’m sure that’s what Andy would have thought, as well.
    Well Gary, yes, but you do know that Andy would have welcomed every challenging post as well, with a wry smile and stuttered finger. He couldn’t type all that well. Write yes; type no. Poor bastard.

  3625. Just a quick note to let you know that the death of Andrew has touched us in Australia. What a wonderful man. Lots of virtual hugs to his family.
    Julie and Kenn Brown
    Port Macquarie
    Australia

  3626. Just a quick note to let you know that the death of Andrew has touched us in Australia. What a wonderful man. Lots of virtual hugs to his family.
    Julie and Kenn Brown
    Port Macquarie
    Australia

  3627. Just a quick note to let you know that the death of Andrew has touched us in Australia. What a wonderful man. Lots of virtual hugs to his family.
    Julie and Kenn Brown
    Port Macquarie
    Australia

  3628. I must admit, I had never have commented on this blog until now, but have read it for awhile… however, I will say this, I am so so sorry for his loss, he truly will be missed. My prayers go out to all of y’all that have been touched by his life.
    Starkville, Mississippi

  3629. I must admit, I had never have commented on this blog until now, but have read it for awhile… however, I will say this, I am so so sorry for his loss, he truly will be missed. My prayers go out to all of y’all that have been touched by his life.
    Starkville, Mississippi

  3630. I must admit, I had never have commented on this blog until now, but have read it for awhile… however, I will say this, I am so so sorry for his loss, he truly will be missed. My prayers go out to all of y’all that have been touched by his life.
    Starkville, Mississippi

  3631. Some less than gentlemanly comments here remind me of a statement attributed to Voltaire, and one that Andy Olmsted (the Soldier and man I certainly knew) would stand behind:
    “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”
    Whether we agree or not with many of the statements posted in this blog, MAJ Olmsted’s and CPT Casey’s conduct in combat are in keeping with MEN OF ACTION. These actions are such that we should recognize in a non-partisan fashion that our rights are being upheld. American Soldiers have died so we all have the opportunity to speak openly about our beliefs and opinions.
    The shitbirds (sorry, couldn’t resist) who attempt to malign MAJ Olmsted and CPT Casey do so at our embarrassment only, because they have no shame.
    Soldier on Andy & John, my greatest respects,
    RedHawk 6

  3632. Some less than gentlemanly comments here remind me of a statement attributed to Voltaire, and one that Andy Olmsted (the Soldier and man I certainly knew) would stand behind:
    “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”
    Whether we agree or not with many of the statements posted in this blog, MAJ Olmsted’s and CPT Casey’s conduct in combat are in keeping with MEN OF ACTION. These actions are such that we should recognize in a non-partisan fashion that our rights are being upheld. American Soldiers have died so we all have the opportunity to speak openly about our beliefs and opinions.
    The shitbirds (sorry, couldn’t resist) who attempt to malign MAJ Olmsted and CPT Casey do so at our embarrassment only, because they have no shame.
    Soldier on Andy & John, my greatest respects,
    RedHawk 6

  3633. Some less than gentlemanly comments here remind me of a statement attributed to Voltaire, and one that Andy Olmsted (the Soldier and man I certainly knew) would stand behind:
    “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”
    Whether we agree or not with many of the statements posted in this blog, MAJ Olmsted’s and CPT Casey’s conduct in combat are in keeping with MEN OF ACTION. These actions are such that we should recognize in a non-partisan fashion that our rights are being upheld. American Soldiers have died so we all have the opportunity to speak openly about our beliefs and opinions.
    The shitbirds (sorry, couldn’t resist) who attempt to malign MAJ Olmsted and CPT Casey do so at our embarrassment only, because they have no shame.
    Soldier on Andy & John, my greatest respects,
    RedHawk 6

  3634. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I’ve toasted Andrew with 80s music on, asked my curling team to raise a glass to his memory, and put the Olmsted family on my church prayer list.
    In the ongoing conversation about where we go from here, I will miss his voice, while remembering the horrible irony that the unique voices of those people willing to totally commit themselves, even in dangerous situations, means they will face danger, and that sometimes they will not come back.
    But I think something else has happened here, that Andrew’s last post has let the a catharsis for many of us, and the we will not approach this conversation in quite the same way again. He has, perhaps, induced us to approach this conversation with new seriousness. As I read it, his post hints that he wanted that, although I doubt, given his modesty, that he ever expected to have so wide an effect.
    Farewell, Andrew Olmsted. And thanks.

  3635. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I’ve toasted Andrew with 80s music on, asked my curling team to raise a glass to his memory, and put the Olmsted family on my church prayer list.
    In the ongoing conversation about where we go from here, I will miss his voice, while remembering the horrible irony that the unique voices of those people willing to totally commit themselves, even in dangerous situations, means they will face danger, and that sometimes they will not come back.
    But I think something else has happened here, that Andrew’s last post has let the a catharsis for many of us, and the we will not approach this conversation in quite the same way again. He has, perhaps, induced us to approach this conversation with new seriousness. As I read it, his post hints that he wanted that, although I doubt, given his modesty, that he ever expected to have so wide an effect.
    Farewell, Andrew Olmsted. And thanks.

  3636. Goodbye, Andrew.
    I’ve toasted Andrew with 80s music on, asked my curling team to raise a glass to his memory, and put the Olmsted family on my church prayer list.
    In the ongoing conversation about where we go from here, I will miss his voice, while remembering the horrible irony that the unique voices of those people willing to totally commit themselves, even in dangerous situations, means they will face danger, and that sometimes they will not come back.
    But I think something else has happened here, that Andrew’s last post has let the a catharsis for many of us, and the we will not approach this conversation in quite the same way again. He has, perhaps, induced us to approach this conversation with new seriousness. As I read it, his post hints that he wanted that, although I doubt, given his modesty, that he ever expected to have so wide an effect.
    Farewell, Andrew Olmsted. And thanks.

  3640. My sincerest condolences to Andy’s family and wife. I have not known him or read any of his blog entries before, but his last words have moved me to tears.
    “Some who live deserve death, but many who die deserve life, can you give it back to them?”
    Gandalf, The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring

  3641. My sincerest condolences to Andy’s family and wife. I have not known him or read any of his blog entries before, but his last words have moved me to tears.
    “Some who live deserve death, but many who die deserve life, can you give it back to them?”
    Gandalf, The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring

  3642. My sincerest condolences to Andy’s family and wife. I have not known him or read any of his blog entries before, but his last words have moved me to tears.
    “Some who live deserve death, but many who die deserve life, can you give it back to them?”
    Gandalf, The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring

  3643. Maj. Olmstead’s statement, “Soldiers cannot have the option of opting out of missions because they don’t agree with them: that violates the social contract…,” brought to mind a conversation I had with my brother in 1975.
    I was 11 and my brother was 18, having barely “escaped” participation in the Vietnam draft. I knew that he disagreed with our participation in the war there, though he did not protest publicly. But I asked him one night, “We support our elected government, even if we didn’t vote for them or agree with them, right? You would go to Vietnam if you were drafted, wouldn’t you?” His reply was a fast, unequivocal, “Yes,” on both counts.
    That short conversation and realization was a moment and memory as valuable and powerful to me as any coursework or dialogue including those I would encounter in the following 10 years, as student of American history and poli-science, completing my honors thesis and moving into a career of public service. It was a moment like that of the one when I heard of Maj. Olmstead’s death– a moment that never fails to leave me proud– in a shattered, scared and devastated sort of way. Rest in Peace, Major.

  3644. Maj. Olmstead’s statement, “Soldiers cannot have the option of opting out of missions because they don’t agree with them: that violates the social contract…,” brought to mind a conversation I had with my brother in 1975.
    I was 11 and my brother was 18, having barely “escaped” participation in the Vietnam draft. I knew that he disagreed with our participation in the war there, though he did not protest publicly. But I asked him one night, “We support our elected government, even if we didn’t vote for them or agree with them, right? You would go to Vietnam if you were drafted, wouldn’t you?” His reply was a fast, unequivocal, “Yes,” on both counts.
    That short conversation and realization was a moment and memory as valuable and powerful to me as any coursework or dialogue including those I would encounter in the following 10 years, as student of American history and poli-science, completing my honors thesis and moving into a career of public service. It was a moment like that of the one when I heard of Maj. Olmstead’s death– a moment that never fails to leave me proud– in a shattered, scared and devastated sort of way. Rest in Peace, Major.

  3645. Maj. Olmstead’s statement, “Soldiers cannot have the option of opting out of missions because they don’t agree with them: that violates the social contract…,” brought to mind a conversation I had with my brother in 1975.
    I was 11 and my brother was 18, having barely “escaped” participation in the Vietnam draft. I knew that he disagreed with our participation in the war there, though he did not protest publicly. But I asked him one night, “We support our elected government, even if we didn’t vote for them or agree with them, right? You would go to Vietnam if you were drafted, wouldn’t you?” His reply was a fast, unequivocal, “Yes,” on both counts.
    That short conversation and realization was a moment and memory as valuable and powerful to me as any coursework or dialogue including those I would encounter in the following 10 years, as student of American history and poli-science, completing my honors thesis and moving into a career of public service. It was a moment like that of the one when I heard of Maj. Olmstead’s death– a moment that never fails to leave me proud– in a shattered, scared and devastated sort of way. Rest in Peace, Major.

  3646. Normally Im not a big admirer of officers, I think I would have liked Andy though.
    Sad loss, but what a tremendous attitude, not to mention sense of humour/irony.
    My sincere condolences to those left behind. I hope Andy’s message will be a source of comfort in due course.

  3647. Normally Im not a big admirer of officers, I think I would have liked Andy though.
    Sad loss, but what a tremendous attitude, not to mention sense of humour/irony.
    My sincere condolences to those left behind. I hope Andy’s message will be a source of comfort in due course.

  3648. Normally Im not a big admirer of officers, I think I would have liked Andy though.
    Sad loss, but what a tremendous attitude, not to mention sense of humour/irony.
    My sincere condolences to those left behind. I hope Andy’s message will be a source of comfort in due course.

  3649. Well he made a small difference in my life and that’s all it takes small steps. What an amazing man.

  3650. Well he made a small difference in my life and that’s all it takes small steps. What an amazing man.

  3651. Well he made a small difference in my life and that’s all it takes small steps. What an amazing man.

  3655. I am a pathologist. I come across cancer patients of all ages. At times, I wonder how lucky I am to have survived this long as a creation that has so many inbuilt flaws in it. On top of that there are so many man-made unnatural causes that can take away our lives.
    Andy’s untimely sad demise is a reminder of how fragile our fleeting existence is on this tiny planet floating in the vastness of infinite time and space.
    I had never visited Andy’s site when he was alive and productive. All I can do now is pray so that his soul rests in peace.
    God bless him.

  3656. I am a pathologist. I come across cancer patients of all ages. At times, I wonder how lucky I am to have survived this long as a creation that has so many inbuilt flaws in it. On top of that there are so many man-made unnatural causes that can take away our lives.
    Andy’s untimely sad demise is a reminder of how fragile our fleeting existence is on this tiny planet floating in the vastness of infinite time and space.
    I had never visited Andy’s site when he was alive and productive. All I can do now is pray so that his soul rests in peace.
    God bless him.

  3657. I am a pathologist. I come across cancer patients of all ages. At times, I wonder how lucky I am to have survived this long as a creation that has so many inbuilt flaws in it. On top of that there are so many man-made unnatural causes that can take away our lives.
    Andy’s untimely sad demise is a reminder of how fragile our fleeting existence is on this tiny planet floating in the vastness of infinite time and space.
    I had never visited Andy’s site when he was alive and productive. All I can do now is pray so that his soul rests in peace.
    God bless him.

  3670. I have no words to express my personal feelings. I am inspired and humbled by Andrew’s words.
    As a retired military vet and father of 2 young men (one named Andrew) I cannot imagine the depth of loss this family must feel. Lincoln’s words to Mrs. Bixby seem appropriate for the family and friends.
    “I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.”
    A. Lincoln, Ltr to Mrs. Bixby

  3671. I have no words to express my personal feelings. I am inspired and humbled by Andrew’s words.
    As a retired military vet and father of 2 young men (one named Andrew) I cannot imagine the depth of loss this family must feel. Lincoln’s words to Mrs. Bixby seem appropriate for the family and friends.
    “I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.”
    A. Lincoln, Ltr to Mrs. Bixby

  3672. I have no words to express my personal feelings. I am inspired and humbled by Andrew’s words.
    As a retired military vet and father of 2 young men (one named Andrew) I cannot imagine the depth of loss this family must feel. Lincoln’s words to Mrs. Bixby seem appropriate for the family and friends.
    “I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.”
    A. Lincoln, Ltr to Mrs. Bixby

  3673. Another great Warrior has been taken to Valhalla by the Valkyries…My deepest sympathy to Andy Olmsted’s family, and my greatest gratitude for his service and ultimate sacrifice. I admire him all the more for his humor in his last statement…a sign he truly loved what he was doing. God Speed and God Bless.

  3674. Another great Warrior has been taken to Valhalla by the Valkyries…My deepest sympathy to Andy Olmsted’s family, and my greatest gratitude for his service and ultimate sacrifice. I admire him all the more for his humor in his last statement…a sign he truly loved what he was doing. God Speed and God Bless.

  3675. Another great Warrior has been taken to Valhalla by the Valkyries…My deepest sympathy to Andy Olmsted’s family, and my greatest gratitude for his service and ultimate sacrifice. I admire him all the more for his humor in his last statement…a sign he truly loved what he was doing. God Speed and God Bless.

  3676. tears are hard to fight back with this one. my condolences go out to the family. death is never easy to accept, no matter if u’re the one dying or the one dealing with it. so i send hugs to all.

  3677. tears are hard to fight back with this one. my condolences go out to the family. death is never easy to accept, no matter if u’re the one dying or the one dealing with it. so i send hugs to all.

  3678. tears are hard to fight back with this one. my condolences go out to the family. death is never easy to accept, no matter if u’re the one dying or the one dealing with it. so i send hugs to all.

  3685. I heard about this on Fox news, and read Andy’s last thoughts. He is such a hero, and my thoughts and prayers are with his family, and especially the love of his life Amanda. May God’s mercy be a comfort at this time.

  3686. I heard about this on Fox news, and read Andy’s last thoughts. He is such a hero, and my thoughts and prayers are with his family, and especially the love of his life Amanda. May God’s mercy be a comfort at this time.

  3687. I heard about this on Fox news, and read Andy’s last thoughts. He is such a hero, and my thoughts and prayers are with his family, and especially the love of his life Amanda. May God’s mercy be a comfort at this time.

  3691. America is fortunate to have citizens like Andrew. For stepping forward, when others run away, he made our nation stronger.
    If you cannot stand behind our troops, will you stand in front of them.
    Donald Hooper, Michigan

  3692. America is fortunate to have citizens like Andrew. For stepping forward, when others run away, he made our nation stronger.
    If you cannot stand behind our troops, will you stand in front of them.
    Donald Hooper, Michigan

  3693. America is fortunate to have citizens like Andrew. For stepping forward, when others run away, he made our nation stronger.
    If you cannot stand behind our troops, will you stand in front of them.
    Donald Hooper, Michigan

  3694. I hadn’t known you Andy, but I read your ‘Last Post’ and got a wonderful look into your psyche; that and the fact that you were obviously a B5 fan was all I needed to know about you.
    I want to thank you for your service to our country, your selfless dedication and your courage to do what was right.
    To Amanda, if I may, I am sorry for your loss. Being an old soldier myself, I know how hard it is for the families – I also salute for your service to our country and your courage to continue on.

  3695. I hadn’t known you Andy, but I read your ‘Last Post’ and got a wonderful look into your psyche; that and the fact that you were obviously a B5 fan was all I needed to know about you.
    I want to thank you for your service to our country, your selfless dedication and your courage to do what was right.
    To Amanda, if I may, I am sorry for your loss. Being an old soldier myself, I know how hard it is for the families – I also salute for your service to our country and your courage to continue on.

  3696. I hadn’t known you Andy, but I read your ‘Last Post’ and got a wonderful look into your psyche; that and the fact that you were obviously a B5 fan was all I needed to know about you.
    I want to thank you for your service to our country, your selfless dedication and your courage to do what was right.
    To Amanda, if I may, I am sorry for your loss. Being an old soldier myself, I know how hard it is for the families – I also salute for your service to our country and your courage to continue on.

  3700. I just heard about Major Olmstead on FOX. I will now go back and read his blogs – while mourning for Amanda the entire time. I wish I could tell you it will get better; it doesn’t. (My loss came 30 years ago, and it could be yesterday.) Please create joy in your life anyway. AO certainly wants you to do that. Peace to you and yours, Amanda.

  3701. I just heard about Major Olmstead on FOX. I will now go back and read his blogs – while mourning for Amanda the entire time. I wish I could tell you it will get better; it doesn’t. (My loss came 30 years ago, and it could be yesterday.) Please create joy in your life anyway. AO certainly wants you to do that. Peace to you and yours, Amanda.

  3702. I just heard about Major Olmstead on FOX. I will now go back and read his blogs – while mourning for Amanda the entire time. I wish I could tell you it will get better; it doesn’t. (My loss came 30 years ago, and it could be yesterday.) Please create joy in your life anyway. AO certainly wants you to do that. Peace to you and yours, Amanda.

  3703. Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul … and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.
    Author: Bill Nelson

  3704. Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul … and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.
    Author: Bill Nelson

  3705. Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul … and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.
    Author: Bill Nelson

  3706. Thank you, and thank you, again. There is no way to adequately express all that we owe to you, Major Olmstead, for your selfless bravery. God bless you, and your family.

  3707. Thank you, and thank you, again. There is no way to adequately express all that we owe to you, Major Olmstead, for your selfless bravery. God bless you, and your family.

  3708. Thank you, and thank you, again. There is no way to adequately express all that we owe to you, Major Olmstead, for your selfless bravery. God bless you, and your family.

  3709. I just heard about Andrew Olmstead today on Fox news. I was drawn to read his words. My thanks goes out to Andrew for his service and my condolescences go his beloved wife and family.

  3710. I just heard about Andrew Olmstead today on Fox news. I was drawn to read his words. My thanks goes out to Andrew for his service and my condolescences go his beloved wife and family.

  3711. I just heard about Andrew Olmstead today on Fox news. I was drawn to read his words. My thanks goes out to Andrew for his service and my condolescences go his beloved wife and family.

  3712. You are the leaven which binds together the entire fabric of our national system of defense. From your ranks come the great captains who hold the Nation’s destiny in their hands the moment the war tocsin sounds.
    The long gray line has never failed us. Were you to do so, a million ghosts in olive drab, in brown khaki, in blue and gray, would rise from their white crosses, thundering those magic words: Duty, Honor, Country.
    This does not mean that you are warmongers. On the contrary, the soldier above all other people prays for peace, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war. But always in our ears ring the ominous words of Plato, that wisest of all philosophers: “Only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    General Douglas MacArthur
    A thousand thank yous for your service and sacrifice, and blessings to those you have left behind.
    USAF family member

  3713. You are the leaven which binds together the entire fabric of our national system of defense. From your ranks come the great captains who hold the Nation’s destiny in their hands the moment the war tocsin sounds.
    The long gray line has never failed us. Were you to do so, a million ghosts in olive drab, in brown khaki, in blue and gray, would rise from their white crosses, thundering those magic words: Duty, Honor, Country.
    This does not mean that you are warmongers. On the contrary, the soldier above all other people prays for peace, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war. But always in our ears ring the ominous words of Plato, that wisest of all philosophers: “Only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    General Douglas MacArthur
    A thousand thank yous for your service and sacrifice, and blessings to those you have left behind.
    USAF family member

  3714. You are the leaven which binds together the entire fabric of our national system of defense. From your ranks come the great captains who hold the Nation’s destiny in their hands the moment the war tocsin sounds.
    The long gray line has never failed us. Were you to do so, a million ghosts in olive drab, in brown khaki, in blue and gray, would rise from their white crosses, thundering those magic words: Duty, Honor, Country.
    This does not mean that you are warmongers. On the contrary, the soldier above all other people prays for peace, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war. But always in our ears ring the ominous words of Plato, that wisest of all philosophers: “Only the dead have seen the end of war.”
    General Douglas MacArthur
    A thousand thank yous for your service and sacrifice, and blessings to those you have left behind.
    USAF family member

  3715. Saw this on the news and logged on as fast as I could. I feel horrible!! I want the family to know that this man your son, your husband or brother is a very strong man that loved you all and life so much. I am so saddened for your loss…for the loss of all the men and women that have left us since this war started. I only hope and pray that all of our words on this blog helps to comfort you. The men and women that are fighting for us while we are here at home are all hero’s and we need to ALWAYS remember them!! Don’t ever forget!!! Keep this blog going for Maj. Olmsted until this war is over for the memory of him please.

  3716. Saw this on the news and logged on as fast as I could. I feel horrible!! I want the family to know that this man your son, your husband or brother is a very strong man that loved you all and life so much. I am so saddened for your loss…for the loss of all the men and women that have left us since this war started. I only hope and pray that all of our words on this blog helps to comfort you. The men and women that are fighting for us while we are here at home are all hero’s and we need to ALWAYS remember them!! Don’t ever forget!!! Keep this blog going for Maj. Olmsted until this war is over for the memory of him please.

  3717. Saw this on the news and logged on as fast as I could. I feel horrible!! I want the family to know that this man your son, your husband or brother is a very strong man that loved you all and life so much. I am so saddened for your loss…for the loss of all the men and women that have left us since this war started. I only hope and pray that all of our words on this blog helps to comfort you. The men and women that are fighting for us while we are here at home are all hero’s and we need to ALWAYS remember them!! Don’t ever forget!!! Keep this blog going for Maj. Olmsted until this war is over for the memory of him please.

  3718. GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR HONOR AND DUTY. AMERICA IS SAFE BECAUSE OF HEROES LIKE YOU. MY SYMPATHY TO YOUR WIFE AND FAMILY, YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE.

  3719. GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR HONOR AND DUTY. AMERICA IS SAFE BECAUSE OF HEROES LIKE YOU. MY SYMPATHY TO YOUR WIFE AND FAMILY, YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE.

  3720. GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR HONOR AND DUTY. AMERICA IS SAFE BECAUSE OF HEROES LIKE YOU. MY SYMPATHY TO YOUR WIFE AND FAMILY, YOU ARE IN MY PRAYERS. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE.

  3721. We have lost a hero and a patriot, theloss wounds me deeply. May his family find peace in his words and the country’s prayers. Thank you Maj.Olmsted.

  3722. We have lost a hero and a patriot, theloss wounds me deeply. May his family find peace in his words and the country’s prayers. Thank you Maj.Olmsted.

  3723. We have lost a hero and a patriot, theloss wounds me deeply. May his family find peace in his words and the country’s prayers. Thank you Maj.Olmsted.

  3724. I am so sorry to hear of the loss of a true hero. All men and women in the Armed Forces have that status. I lost my son on 11/05/05, a US Army Ranger. I hope that everyone remembers that every service member is a VOLUNTEER and they did so for their own personal reasons. Good Luck and God’s Speed to you Andy. And Thank You.

  3725. I am so sorry to hear of the loss of a true hero. All men and women in the Armed Forces have that status. I lost my son on 11/05/05, a US Army Ranger. I hope that everyone remembers that every service member is a VOLUNTEER and they did so for their own personal reasons. Good Luck and God’s Speed to you Andy. And Thank You.

  3726. I am so sorry to hear of the loss of a true hero. All men and women in the Armed Forces have that status. I lost my son on 11/05/05, a US Army Ranger. I hope that everyone remembers that every service member is a VOLUNTEER and they did so for their own personal reasons. Good Luck and God’s Speed to you Andy. And Thank You.

  3730. My deepest sympathy to you Amanda. My thoughts and prayers are with you. I will be keeping you close in prayer. Your husband is an honorable man.
    My sympathies to all of Major Andrew Olmsted’s family, military comrades, and friends.
    It is easy to see that Major Olmsted is a man with a sense of humor, honor and conviction. He is an American Hero. Thank you. Here is a quote that I think Major Olmsted might like
    Tolerance is the virtue of a man without conviction
    GK Chesterton
    God Bless you Andrew Olmsted.

  3731. My deepest sympathy to you Amanda. My thoughts and prayers are with you. I will be keeping you close in prayer. Your husband is an honorable man.
    My sympathies to all of Major Andrew Olmsted’s family, military comrades, and friends.
    It is easy to see that Major Olmsted is a man with a sense of humor, honor and conviction. He is an American Hero. Thank you. Here is a quote that I think Major Olmsted might like
    Tolerance is the virtue of a man without conviction
    GK Chesterton
    God Bless you Andrew Olmsted.

  3732. My deepest sympathy to you Amanda. My thoughts and prayers are with you. I will be keeping you close in prayer. Your husband is an honorable man.
    My sympathies to all of Major Andrew Olmsted’s family, military comrades, and friends.
    It is easy to see that Major Olmsted is a man with a sense of humor, honor and conviction. He is an American Hero. Thank you. Here is a quote that I think Major Olmsted might like
    Tolerance is the virtue of a man without conviction
    GK Chesterton
    God Bless you Andrew Olmsted.

  3736. Hey Andy,
    You should come visit me. I know things are different now that you are not on the earth, but your death was not in vain. For your honest wisdom and truth in life, your death will be a blessing to many, as it has been a blessing to me.
    Thanks for being alive and now you know that death is just a change in atmosphere. Hope God’s being nice to you (I can guaranty that He loves you).
    Peace, now.
    – John

  3737. Hey Andy,
    You should come visit me. I know things are different now that you are not on the earth, but your death was not in vain. For your honest wisdom and truth in life, your death will be a blessing to many, as it has been a blessing to me.
    Thanks for being alive and now you know that death is just a change in atmosphere. Hope God’s being nice to you (I can guaranty that He loves you).
    Peace, now.
    – John

  3738. Hey Andy,
    You should come visit me. I know things are different now that you are not on the earth, but your death was not in vain. For your honest wisdom and truth in life, your death will be a blessing to many, as it has been a blessing to me.
    Thanks for being alive and now you know that death is just a change in atmosphere. Hope God’s being nice to you (I can guaranty that He loves you).
    Peace, now.
    – John

  3739. Thank you, Andy, for the sacrifice you and so many others have made. May your family and friends find some peace and comfort in their memories.
    Semper fi

  3740. Thank you, Andy, for the sacrifice you and so many others have made. May your family and friends find some peace and comfort in their memories.
    Semper fi

  3741. Thank you, Andy, for the sacrifice you and so many others have made. May your family and friends find some peace and comfort in their memories.
    Semper fi

  3742. One last thing…
    I found it very interesting that Yesterday, while following Church members in a car to celebrate a number of our birthdays, I passed by St. Andrews cemetary in New York. I was also driving behind my friend Andrew (called Andy). Now, today, I read about a Saint, an Angel, a Soldier and a good man named Andy Olmsted.
    Seems that live’s direction is more than just coincidental.
    In your death I celebrate your life.

  3743. One last thing…
    I found it very interesting that Yesterday, while following Church members in a car to celebrate a number of our birthdays, I passed by St. Andrews cemetary in New York. I was also driving behind my friend Andrew (called Andy). Now, today, I read about a Saint, an Angel, a Soldier and a good man named Andy Olmsted.
    Seems that live’s direction is more than just coincidental.
    In your death I celebrate your life.

  3744. One last thing…
    I found it very interesting that Yesterday, while following Church members in a car to celebrate a number of our birthdays, I passed by St. Andrews cemetary in New York. I was also driving behind my friend Andrew (called Andy). Now, today, I read about a Saint, an Angel, a Soldier and a good man named Andy Olmsted.
    Seems that live’s direction is more than just coincidental.
    In your death I celebrate your life.

  3745. As the wife of a deployed soldier it breaks my heart to think of the pain Amanda is feeling right now. I have lived the fear that my soldier won’t be able to say the things that Andy was able to convey here. Amanda you were very blessed to have your husband as I am to have mine, I am so sorry for your loss, I will keep you in my prayers, Thank you for your sacrifice, I know that doesn’t help, but I am truly thankful to your husband and you for your courage, I know that this is the home of the free because of the BRAVE!! HOOOOOAH

  3746. As the wife of a deployed soldier it breaks my heart to think of the pain Amanda is feeling right now. I have lived the fear that my soldier won’t be able to say the things that Andy was able to convey here. Amanda you were very blessed to have your husband as I am to have mine, I am so sorry for your loss, I will keep you in my prayers, Thank you for your sacrifice, I know that doesn’t help, but I am truly thankful to your husband and you for your courage, I know that this is the home of the free because of the BRAVE!! HOOOOOAH

  3747. As the wife of a deployed soldier it breaks my heart to think of the pain Amanda is feeling right now. I have lived the fear that my soldier won’t be able to say the things that Andy was able to convey here. Amanda you were very blessed to have your husband as I am to have mine, I am so sorry for your loss, I will keep you in my prayers, Thank you for your sacrifice, I know that doesn’t help, but I am truly thankful to your husband and you for your courage, I know that this is the home of the free because of the BRAVE!! HOOOOOAH

  3748. Im very sorry for all the family members. I will pray for all of you. Im sure he knows now that there is an afterlife and him and God can have many wonderful discussions. Love to you all. God Bless.

  3749. Im very sorry for all the family members. I will pray for all of you. Im sure he knows now that there is an afterlife and him and God can have many wonderful discussions. Love to you all. God Bless.

  3750. Im very sorry for all the family members. I will pray for all of you. Im sure he knows now that there is an afterlife and him and God can have many wonderful discussions. Love to you all. God Bless.

  3754. I’ve always felt if you are going to go.
    GO BIG! and Brother, this was pretty big. Best wishes to the family and friends.

  3755. I’ve always felt if you are going to go.
    GO BIG! and Brother, this was pretty big. Best wishes to the family and friends.

  3756. I’ve always felt if you are going to go.
    GO BIG! and Brother, this was pretty big. Best wishes to the family and friends.

  3757. God bless Andy Olmsted & the Andy Olmsteds of the world.
    The world is a lesser place with the loss of Andy & other men & women of his ilk.
    We are deprived of their, friendship, love, wisdom, and future contributions.
    It is not a waste, but it is a tragedy.
    There is so much more I would like to say, but it seems so trivial.
    To his wife, family & friends (who were so lucky & fortunate to have known him), my sincere sympathy.
    LTC Tom Vantre, USA Ret.

  3758. God bless Andy Olmsted & the Andy Olmsteds of the world.
    The world is a lesser place with the loss of Andy & other men & women of his ilk.
    We are deprived of their, friendship, love, wisdom, and future contributions.
    It is not a waste, but it is a tragedy.
    There is so much more I would like to say, but it seems so trivial.
    To his wife, family & friends (who were so lucky & fortunate to have known him), my sincere sympathy.
    LTC Tom Vantre, USA Ret.

  3759. God bless Andy Olmsted & the Andy Olmsteds of the world.
    The world is a lesser place with the loss of Andy & other men & women of his ilk.
    We are deprived of their, friendship, love, wisdom, and future contributions.
    It is not a waste, but it is a tragedy.
    There is so much more I would like to say, but it seems so trivial.
    To his wife, family & friends (who were so lucky & fortunate to have known him), my sincere sympathy.
    LTC Tom Vantre, USA Ret.

  3760. I had never read anything that Andrew wrote before today, but I have to admire the man for what he wrote and how he felt. He seemed to be a very deep thinker, and a person that was very commited to his job, wife, family and friends. May his writings instill in all of us what goes on in the minds of all who go into battle, knowing full well what the outcome may be. Our deepest condolences go to his wife, family and friends. He indeed will be sorely missed, but never out of our thoughts and prayers. Thanks Andy.

  3761. I had never read anything that Andrew wrote before today, but I have to admire the man for what he wrote and how he felt. He seemed to be a very deep thinker, and a person that was very commited to his job, wife, family and friends. May his writings instill in all of us what goes on in the minds of all who go into battle, knowing full well what the outcome may be. Our deepest condolences go to his wife, family and friends. He indeed will be sorely missed, but never out of our thoughts and prayers. Thanks Andy.

  3762. I had never read anything that Andrew wrote before today, but I have to admire the man for what he wrote and how he felt. He seemed to be a very deep thinker, and a person that was very commited to his job, wife, family and friends. May his writings instill in all of us what goes on in the minds of all who go into battle, knowing full well what the outcome may be. Our deepest condolences go to his wife, family and friends. He indeed will be sorely missed, but never out of our thoughts and prayers. Thanks Andy.

  3763. Everyone out there…this is the definition of a true patriot! He volunteered, knowing the risks. So for those of you who say this war should not have happened or for those who are for this war…leave it be! Don’t speak on behalf of those who died over there, especially if you did not know them personally. No one has a right to pretend to understand unless they lived their life as this man did. This man died for what he volunteered for…his country. I thank him for his sacrifice.

  3764. Everyone out there…this is the definition of a true patriot! He volunteered, knowing the risks. So for those of you who say this war should not have happened or for those who are for this war…leave it be! Don’t speak on behalf of those who died over there, especially if you did not know them personally. No one has a right to pretend to understand unless they lived their life as this man did. This man died for what he volunteered for…his country. I thank him for his sacrifice.

  3765. Everyone out there…this is the definition of a true patriot! He volunteered, knowing the risks. So for those of you who say this war should not have happened or for those who are for this war…leave it be! Don’t speak on behalf of those who died over there, especially if you did not know them personally. No one has a right to pretend to understand unless they lived their life as this man did. This man died for what he volunteered for…his country. I thank him for his sacrifice.

  3772. Andy will be missed. My condolences to his wife and family. Major, I salute you thank you for your service and sacrifice.
    As a 15 month Vietnam veteran, I know I can tell you that his family would like to hear from those who served with Andy.
    I lost a buddy and happened onto a military site where family members were looking for anyone that served with him 35 years after his passing.

  3773. Andy will be missed. My condolences to his wife and family. Major, I salute you thank you for your service and sacrifice.
    As a 15 month Vietnam veteran, I know I can tell you that his family would like to hear from those who served with Andy.
    I lost a buddy and happened onto a military site where family members were looking for anyone that served with him 35 years after his passing.

  3774. Andy will be missed. My condolences to his wife and family. Major, I salute you thank you for your service and sacrifice.
    As a 15 month Vietnam veteran, I know I can tell you that his family would like to hear from those who served with Andy.
    I lost a buddy and happened onto a military site where family members were looking for anyone that served with him 35 years after his passing.

  3775. There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said.
    All I can ask is to never let Andy’s words die. Keep the site, keep the blog. Do whatever needs to be done to capture his words forever.

  3776. There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said.
    All I can ask is to never let Andy’s words die. Keep the site, keep the blog. Do whatever needs to be done to capture his words forever.

  3777. There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said.
    All I can ask is to never let Andy’s words die. Keep the site, keep the blog. Do whatever needs to be done to capture his words forever.

  3781. I was turned onto this blog today by Fox news, my arch nemesis and greatest vexation in life.
    I decided to check out this blog, and I am glad that I did. Despite the fact that I did not know this man, either in person or through his previous writings, I am sitting here crying…for him, his family and friends, for a world that is obviously short one good, intelligent, witty person today. I’d just like the family to know that even strangers who were previously unfamiliar with Andrew Olmsted are touched by his untimely loss. If there is anything we can do for the Olmsted family, please make sure that the public is made aware. I have donated frequently to the families of fallen soldiers, though I do not have a lot to give. And a final thank you to Andy Olmsted, not only for following your heart and doing what you felt was right, but for sharing yourself and your views with the world. I’m sorry I didn’t get to “know you” sooner.

  3782. I was turned onto this blog today by Fox news, my arch nemesis and greatest vexation in life.
    I decided to check out this blog, and I am glad that I did. Despite the fact that I did not know this man, either in person or through his previous writings, I am sitting here crying…for him, his family and friends, for a world that is obviously short one good, intelligent, witty person today. I’d just like the family to know that even strangers who were previously unfamiliar with Andrew Olmsted are touched by his untimely loss. If there is anything we can do for the Olmsted family, please make sure that the public is made aware. I have donated frequently to the families of fallen soldiers, though I do not have a lot to give. And a final thank you to Andy Olmsted, not only for following your heart and doing what you felt was right, but for sharing yourself and your views with the world. I’m sorry I didn’t get to “know you” sooner.

  3783. I was turned onto this blog today by Fox news, my arch nemesis and greatest vexation in life.
    I decided to check out this blog, and I am glad that I did. Despite the fact that I did not know this man, either in person or through his previous writings, I am sitting here crying…for him, his family and friends, for a world that is obviously short one good, intelligent, witty person today. I’d just like the family to know that even strangers who were previously unfamiliar with Andrew Olmsted are touched by his untimely loss. If there is anything we can do for the Olmsted family, please make sure that the public is made aware. I have donated frequently to the families of fallen soldiers, though I do not have a lot to give. And a final thank you to Andy Olmsted, not only for following your heart and doing what you felt was right, but for sharing yourself and your views with the world. I’m sorry I didn’t get to “know you” sooner.

  3787. Publishing Spotted: Remembering Andrew Olmsted

    Im having one of those days when everything on the Internet fascinates me but I hardly have time to check it all out. Still, there are a few stories that were too important to miss.The Urban Muse has a sweet…

  3788. Publishing Spotted: Remembering Andrew Olmsted

    Im having one of those days when everything on the Internet fascinates me but I hardly have time to check it all out. Still, there are a few stories that were too important to miss.The Urban Muse has a sweet…

  3789. Publishing Spotted: Remembering Andrew Olmsted

    Im having one of those days when everything on the Internet fascinates me but I hardly have time to check it all out. Still, there are a few stories that were too important to miss.The Urban Muse has a sweet…

  3790. Andrew Olmsted, Rest In Peace

    I never really got to know Andrew Olmsted all that well, only from reading his blog and interacting with him during his short time as a Watcher’s Council member… but he always struck me as just an all-around great guy,…

  3791. Andrew Olmsted, Rest In Peace

    I never really got to know Andrew Olmsted all that well, only from reading his blog and interacting with him during his short time as a Watcher’s Council member… but he always struck me as just an all-around great guy,…

  3792. Andrew Olmsted, Rest In Peace

    I never really got to know Andrew Olmsted all that well, only from reading his blog and interacting with him during his short time as a Watcher’s Council member… but he always struck me as just an all-around great guy,…

  3793. Submitted for Your Approval

    First off… any spambots reading this should immediately go here, here, here, and here. Die spambots, die! And now… here are all the links submitted by members of the Watcher’s Council for this week’s vote. Council link…

  3794. Submitted for Your Approval

    First off… any spambots reading this should immediately go here, here, here, and here. Die spambots, die! And now… here are all the links submitted by members of the Watcher’s Council for this week’s vote. Council link…

  3795. Submitted for Your Approval

    First off… any spambots reading this should immediately go here, here, here, and here. Die spambots, die! And now… here are all the links submitted by members of the Watcher’s Council for this week’s vote. Council link…

  3799. Council speak 01/11/08

    The council has spoken and wow! Two blowouts. In my time on the council I haven’t seen anything like this. One blowout I expected, on the non-Watcher’s side, Maj Andrew Olmsted’s final post, Andy Olmsted, at Obsidian wings was the going away favorite. …

  3800. Council speak 01/11/08

    The council has spoken and wow! Two blowouts. In my time on the council I haven’t seen anything like this. One blowout I expected, on the non-Watcher’s side, Maj Andrew Olmsted’s final post, Andy Olmsted, at Obsidian wings was the going away favorite. …

  3801. Council speak 01/11/08

    The council has spoken and wow! Two blowouts. In my time on the council I haven’t seen anything like this. One blowout I expected, on the non-Watcher’s side, Maj Andrew Olmsted’s final post, Andy Olmsted, at Obsidian wings was the going away favorite. …

  3802. Watcher’s Council results

    And now… the winning entries in the Watcher’s Council vote for this week are Britain’s Prosecution of The Blogger Lionheart for Criticism of Islam by Wolf Howling, and Andy Olmsted by Obsidian Wings. Here are the full tallies of all…

  3803. Watcher’s Council results

    And now… the winning entries in the Watcher’s Council vote for this week are Britain’s Prosecution of The Blogger Lionheart for Criticism of Islam by Wolf Howling, and Andy Olmsted by Obsidian Wings. Here are the full tallies of all…

  3804. Watcher’s Council results

    And now… the winning entries in the Watcher’s Council vote for this week are Britain’s Prosecution of The Blogger Lionheart for Criticism of Islam by Wolf Howling, and Andy Olmsted by Obsidian Wings. Here are the full tallies of all…

  3805. The Coalition of the Willing

    As you may or may not already be aware, members of the Watcher’s Council hold a vote every week on what we consider to be the most link-worthy pieces of writing around… though I don’t actually vote unless there happens…

  3806. The Coalition of the Willing

    As you may or may not already be aware, members of the Watcher’s Council hold a vote every week on what we consider to be the most link-worthy pieces of writing around… though I don’t actually vote unless there happens…

  3807. The Coalition of the Willing

    As you may or may not already be aware, members of the Watcher’s Council hold a vote every week on what we consider to be the most link-worthy pieces of writing around… though I don’t actually vote unless there happens…

  3808. At Last, the Final Ketchup Watcher!

    Since the vote this week has not even occurred, we’re not yet late… so as soon as this post on last-week’s Coucil vote hits the ‘sphere, we’ll actually be all caught up! Council The winner was our number-two vote this…

  3809. At Last, the Final Ketchup Watcher!

    Since the vote this week has not even occurred, we’re not yet late… so as soon as this post on last-week’s Coucil vote hits the ‘sphere, we’ll actually be all caught up! Council The winner was our number-two vote this…

  3810. At Last, the Final Ketchup Watcher!

    Since the vote this week has not even occurred, we’re not yet late… so as soon as this post on last-week’s Coucil vote hits the ‘sphere, we’ll actually be all caught up! Council The winner was our number-two vote this…

  3811. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3812. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3813. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3814. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq?

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3815. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq?

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3816. How Do We Write about the War in Iraq?

    Last week I wrote about the death of Andrew Olmsted, a military blogger who always caught me off guard with his ideas and images about the Iraq War. Meet Olmsted in his final, inspiring post. Writers need to read and…

  3817. Anniversary

    Anniversary A year ago today: 12:40:41 AM Andy: I’ve got to go. 12:40:43 AM Andy: *sighs* 12:40:45 AM Hilary: kk 12:40:54 AM Hilary: Bye. Have a great day. 12:41:01 AM Andy: Thanks. Sleep well. It was, of course, morning in…

  3818. Anniversary

    Anniversary A year ago today: 12:40:41 AM Andy: I’ve got to go. 12:40:43 AM Andy: *sighs* 12:40:45 AM Hilary: kk 12:40:54 AM Hilary: Bye. Have a great day. 12:41:01 AM Andy: Thanks. Sleep well. It was, of course, morning in…

  3819. Anniversary

    Anniversary A year ago today: 12:40:41 AM Andy: I’ve got to go. 12:40:43 AM Andy: *sighs* 12:40:45 AM Hilary: kk 12:40:54 AM Hilary: Bye. Have a great day. 12:41:01 AM Andy: Thanks. Sleep well. It was, of course, morning in…

  3820. A soldier writes his own farewell

    I read political blogs. One of my favorites is a blog called Obsidian Wings. Major Andy Olmsted, who posted on Obsidian Wings as G’Kar, was in the armed forces, and was a good and a thoughtful writer. He was 37,

  3821. A soldier writes his own farewell

    I read political blogs. One of my favorites is a blog called Obsidian Wings. Major Andy Olmsted, who posted on Obsidian Wings as G’Kar, was in the armed forces, and was a good and a thoughtful writer. He was 37,

  3822. A soldier writes his own farewell

    I read political blogs. One of my favorites is a blog called Obsidian Wings. Major Andy Olmsted, who posted on Obsidian Wings as G’Kar, was in the armed forces, and was a good and a thoughtful writer. He was 37,

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