Her husband is a volunteer fireman - part of what is locally called The Fighting Fifth. Last month he headed to Iraq, leaving behind his wife and three children. Strong as she is, when she was presented with the floral arrangement to honor her husband, she stood for a moment, her face carefully composed - until the company members stood and gave him an ovation. She said it felt as though the place, the sound - everything - receded in that moment and the only thing that was real were her thoughts of her husband.
A suggested change in the processing can be seen here:
