At that point, the only way we knew we were going to go home was to go to war.

Ava started walking one week before he came home. At first, Ava would cry when John came near me.

He actually signed off on that letter.

A buddy of mine was writing to the president, and he talked me into writing. It was just a letter of support from us. It took me five minutes, then I went on patrol and forgot about it.

I did a terrible job of writing.

Now, he has to deal with the person he was at home, the person he was at war and the person he is.