Remembering a fallen soldier, and his tender love story
On a late summer Saturday, a procession of fire engines, motorcycles and squad cars escorted a van down Main Street, greeted by clusters of flag-waving folks. By the time the caravan had arrived at the American Legion hall, a crowd had gathered; lines of police, firefighters and the military parted to form a path of honor.
Krista Johnston stepped from the van — an impossibly young widow. She wore her husband's favorite blue-and-pink Hawaiian shirt; it seemed too big even over her pregnant belly.
7th Oct 2019