James Hunter, 25, was an information warrior -- a weapon in the battle for your time and attention. He was a soldier in the only fight that will lead to the right way to end the war.
He was buried this week, joining men and women like him in the Veterans' Cemetery at Lexington, Kentucky. After the service, alone and late at night, his father called me and asked me what I knew about James' death. Was it quick?
"A father should never outlive a son," he said in an unsteady voice, then told me how a few short, painful days earlier, he got a call from James' mother. Two men in uniform were at the door. "I knew then we had lost our son."
This Fourth of July, as the barbecue cools and the fireworks begin, James would want us to remember that seven thousand miles away the sun will rise over Hindu Kush and another patrol will move into the grape fields of the Arghandab Valley.