"I would appreciate it if you could just find him and, understandably without disclosing his location, let me know if he's okay. This is the first Christmas my son and I have ever been apart. Please help me." That is such a sweet story; thanks for posting it. And thank you, Mr.Smith, for giving us this link at the Canteen.
I almost wish I had a "military ping list" for this thread.
My "lifer" Navy dad used to complain about getting his boots to write home, then I was in the Army (and wrote home regularly!), then my son wrote home "once in a while" from the Air force.
I think every military family can identify with the story.
Like many here, I look in on, and enjoy, the "canteen" threads
All I ever told my mother when my destroyer went to Viet Nam was that I was "somewhere" in the Pacific.
Back then, in a war zone, no postage was needed for letters, but I had the ship's post master stamp my letters to her.
She never knew until I got back.