A story I read yesterday gave me that same, sinking feeling. Maybe it's the stories heaped in horrible irony?
"Pasquale was an active duty U.S. Navy Petty Officer who had just returned home from a seven month deployment to Afghanistan, completing his 4th tour to the Middle East.
Pasquale joined the Navy at the age of 19 after graduating from Archbishop Wood High School in 2001 with hopes of becoming a Navy Seal. He worked his way up by serving in combat tours in Iraq. Before entering Navy Seal training, Pasquale suffered several injuries forcing him to withdraw from training. He quickly volunteered for his 4th and final tour to Afghanistan in July of 2012.
...It was supposed to be a homecoming party of sorts, but it turned into tragedy. Pasquale Troisi, a Navy Petty Officer who was badly burned at his homecoming party in February, passed away on Monday.
Celebrating his return from Afghanistan, Petty Officer 2nd Class Pasquale Troisi suffered serious burns after a freestanding fireplace exploded at a home on Broadway in Upper Moreland. Investigators said the explosion was caused by someone who poured gasoline on the logs to try and get wet logs to burn.
Troisi, 31, was in a medically induced coma at Temple University Hospital for three weeks after the Feb. 22 incident. His friend, 26-year-old Stephen Klink, jumped on top of Troisi to try and extinguish the flames. Klink was treated at the hospital and released shortly after." (source)
4 deployments and you get killed by a drunk friend and a BBQ?! Or an illegal alien driving with 4X over the legal alcohol limit?
I just didn't want this 31 year old Petty Officer's story to go untold...