Some ask: Where do we get such men?
The answer is simple: the United States of America, where God shed His grace upon.
Shed his grace indeed. You are correct.
This sad report reminds me of a WW II piece done by Ernie Pyle, up front with the US Army in Italy, in 1943, I think. It was a poignant account about the combat death of a Captain Waskow and the devotion and deep sense of loss of his men, the depth of which is echoed for Captain Sims by his troops in Fallujah. Ernie, of course, was a real war correspondant, a true friend of the grunts on the ground,who reported from the many theatres of WW II, before he was killed by Japanes fire while on assignment with the Marines invading Ie Shima in 1945. These troops will carry on and prevail in Iraq as their ancestors did back then. Look up Ernie Pyle's work, it's American, and it's timeless.