LOCAL COVERAGE - LIKE BEING PART OF THE FAMILY.

That moment finally came. As Sarah and I stood at the Atlanta airport Sunday (she had returned a couple of weeks before) waiting for Nate, I wondered what it would be like.

Would he look the same? Had the war hardened him? Would I recognize him? After an hour, I started to get nervous. What if he had missed this plane? We had already waited two days because he couldn’t get a flight out of Germany on standby and had to buy a ticket.

Then I heard a familiar voice: “Who are you looking for?"

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