MiShel Designs: Texas Marine

This is the case with Sgt. Wade Wilson, U.S.M.C.

We feel cheated when we loose people we care about.

We're sad and we hurt.

The loss leaves a hole in our hearts and in our world.

Even though my family and I have only known Wade for a few years, it seems he left a big impression.

Marine Ball

I think he'd be pleasantly surprised to find out how many lives he's actually touched.

Andy and Wade at the Cabin - 2009

We met Wade through my niece, Misha, and her husband, Andy.

Misha and Andy

Andy and Wade were stationed together at Camp Pendleton.

~Halloween ~
Leland (Wade), Beth (Misha) and Dog (Andy)

According to one of his friends, "Wade was very Patriotic".

April 2011

I think that might be an understatement.

Here's the pumpkin he carved for Halloween one year.

He had a infectious smile and bright, blue eyes that could light up a room.

Wade with my great-niece, Layla

He could be very quiet at times and it took me sitting in the emergency room with him in Springerville, AZ during Thanksgiving weekend one year to get to know him (You'll have to ask Misha and Andy why we were in the ER that night!).

Thanksgiving 2009

The conversation went something like this:

"So, how you like the Marines, Wilson?"

"I like it, Ma'am." (Ma'am?!!)

"How about California vs. Texas? Are you enjoying California?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I really like it up here in the mountains (AZ) though. It's nice."

"So, you're from the same town in Texas as Fisher, huh Wilson?"

"Yes, Ma'am. That's funny how he's Misha's family friend and you guys all know him. I'm pretty sure I know right where his property is back home, too."

"Dude, you gotta stop with the Ma'am stuff! I'll tell you what. I'll stop calling you Wilson and you stop calling me Ma'am,...okay Wade?!"

"Okay, Ma'am" (with a very big grin!)