SGT. Brandon Bury October 29, 1983-June 6, 2010
I really wasn’t planning on going this morning. I had decided last night that there were others more worthy of a seat inside the church than myself. I got up, got dressed(in my blue jeans) and drove over to Kingwood Dr. where your 
family would be approaching by police escort. My parents and I hung banners and put out flags in your memory. There were already people lining up to give you the proper hometown welcoming you deserved.
I got a text thirty minutes before the ceremony was about to begin saying that my best friend was saving me a spot and she was sitting amongst half our high school graduating class. Wow. I suddenly had a gut feeling I needed to be there. My understanding parents quickly dropped me at the church and I sheepishly entered with my blue jeans on.
I didn’t think you would mind. After all, I was there to support you, your family, your wife, your two beautiful boys 
who, by the way, look exactly like you, and I really didn’t think you would care about my fashion faux paus.
The more I hear about the adventures you had when you left Kingwood, the prouder I am to say I knew you from the spaghetti armed 6 year old in my elementary school class to the talented basketball player and kind guy you were in high school. We were always friends. I do remember that.
Brandon you are a hero and the community was proud to welcome you home this morning and say goodbye, even though it was a goodbye given much too soon.
I know you were watching this morning and I hope you realize the tears that were cried were not out of anger or regret, but simply because we will miss you. From the site of it, you were a wonderful father, fantastic son and loving husband, but today you were everyone’s hometown hero.
God Bless
