A boy I knew in acting school was killed in Afghanistan. I just found out on Facebook.
Julian commented on his own photo. 12:15pm
miss you too brother. I'll be home before you know it.
X wrote at 11:42pm
JB baby any word on your care package?
I'm glad you are safe. Just bought a book about the Tankers in the USMC during WW2. It appears the Japanese feared Marine tanks more than anything else.
Home soon bro. :-)
X wrote at 6:36am
hello olf friend, i miss you buddy and am so glad i stumbled upon your profile and have added you. I hopeto catch up and talk soon. i also really hope you are well..cheers,
X wrote at 8:34pm
It is with great sadness that I share that Julian was killed in Afghanistan yesterday. Our hearts our broken ... I will post again when we know funeral details. Please contact my husband if needed (Dxxxx - XXXX@yahoo.com)
After that, there are hundreds of comments from friends, like "thanks for saving my life in middle school," and "I'll never forget that dance we choreographed," and "thanks for making that DVD of our acting school memories." What's so surreal is that it's as if as long as his Facebook exists, he can read the wall. But of course he can't read the wall.
We were never in a play together, but I saw him act in Bury the Dead by Irwin Shaw, a play that begins “two years into the war that is to begin tomorrow night." The play is about six dead soldiers who refuse to let themselves be buried, who rise from their graves to tell of the futility of war.