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The Fate of Christopher Cobb
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Tributes and Memorials Christopher Cobb
1985 - 2004
The small Florida town mourned
the passing of one of its own,
who went to war as a boy, and
died a man. He was nineteen.
Silently, the American flag was folded,
and presented to a grieving mother
who clung to the coffin of her
precious son.
Christopher, though not yet grown when
he went away, was tall, both
in height and loyalty.
With honor, he served.
His love for the violin, his passion,
evidenced his skill and discipline,
and became his temple of peace.
Soon he would go home.
"He would not have wanted accolades,"
people said.
His mother held the purple heart medal
tight in her trembling hands.
The solemn trumpet notes of Taps
were played as a blustery, southern
wind rustled the trees.
And Christopher Cobb was laid to rest.
