The fairy tale goes like this: they are high-school
sweethearts from a small town, Metamora, Illinois, in the American Midwest. He
graduates from high school, becomes a US marine and is sent to Iraq. When he
returns, they get engaged. He proposes before he leaves for his second tour.
She is 18; he is 21. She can't wait for him to come
home.
The tour is cut short when a suicide bomber blows up near his
truck and he suffers horrific, life-changing injuries.
A day later he is in San Antonio, Texas, at the Brooke Army
Medical Center. She leaves her home town for the first time to fly there with
his mother so they can be by his side. She is there for him. His injuries are
severe. He will have numerous operations and she will stand by him throughout.
It will be a year and a half before they all go home. In the meantime, she will
move in with his mother.
The homecoming is a triumph.
He is a hero and she is his heroine. Their commitment to
each other is inspiring and rock-solid. They get married. She is now 21 and he is
24. The wedding takes place on October 7 2006, and that date is declared a
state holiday.
Renee and Tyler
Ziegel Day.
Their romance is covered by The Sunday Times Magazine. They
plan to have a family. Love conquers all.
The sad part is that while Dick Cheney swims in 50 million and counting blood money from the Iraq war,
Tyler Ziegel will spend the last few years of his short life in excruciating pain. Every day he could not bring himself to look in the mirror at what the roadside bomb had done to his face an body.
Tyler Ziegel is dead now, his life cut short by his injuries.
Tyler Ziegel will spend the last few years of his short life in excruciating pain. Every day he could not bring himself to look in the mirror at what the roadside bomb had done to his face an body.
Tyler Ziegel is dead now, his life cut short by his injuries.
I wonder if Dick Cheney knows that he can't spend all his ill gotten gains in HELL?
