To tell you a little about my son SGT. Evan Seam Parker. He was my middle boy and all of this life he was a total scrapper. He was in the middle of everything. He fought for everything that he believed was right and fair to himself. He always wore a smile, got angry quickly and then it was gone and he moved on. He never held a grudge. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, blond hair and freckles that would melt your heart. He hated his freckles, asked why he had them and I told him that God kept kissing him and he said, I wish he would stop. He loved family, friends and his kids. He was just a neat guy. Many say he wore his heart on the outside of his chest, he would never let you down, a true friend and commrade, and I would say that he made me work for the very title of mother.
To tell you a little about my son SGT. Evan Seam Parker. He was my middle boy and all of this life he was a total scrapper. He was in the middle of everything. He fought for everything that he believed was right and fair to himself. He always wore a smile, got angry quickly and then it was gone and he moved on. He never held a grudge. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, blond hair and freckles that would melt your heart. He hated his freckles, asked why he had them and I told him that God kept kissing him and he said, I wish he would stop. He loved family, friends and his kids. He was just a neat guy. Many say he wore his heart on the outside of his chest, he would never let you down, a true friend and commrade, and I would say that he made me work for the very title of mother.