Heroes.

The other night, we watched Apollo 13. That movie always gets me choked up. From the launch, to the accident, to the heroism of the men involved with the salvage of that mission, I watch the whole movie with a lump in my throat and tears ready to flow.

And just so you know, I am definitely *NOT* the emotional type.

Sunday night, as I watched, I specifically said, "they don't make 'em like that anymore, I wonder if there will ever be heroes like that again."

Tonight, we watched "Operation Homecoming" on TLC.

There was a segment where a dad soldier had been away from his 2 year old son for a full year, and another son had been born while he was away.

He crept into his baby son's room and whispered "you don't know me... I'm your daddy."

I must admit that I cried. No, I wept. Openly. Loudly. My wife was shocked, I think.

I cannot imagine missing my son's life from age 2 to 3, nor can I imagine missing the first three months of his life.

I take it back, there definitely are heroes "like that."

Thanks for the great show, TLC.