Thinking of Kevin Bewley

Emily Dickinson once wrote that what makes life so grand is that it will never come again.  You're given this incredible blessing of life, but at the same time it's a curse, because the second it starts, it begins to end.  So you have to take full advantage of it.  In every aspect of Kevin and my life we tried to live with a little bit of urgency.

We lived our lives with no regrets and spent every second together that we could.  We took trips and spent time.  We made memories.

Here are my comments from the funeral:

My brother Kevin Bewley was born April 18, 1980, in Russellville, 
Arkansas. Kevin had a lifelong dream of joining the military, seeing the world and making an impact on the lives of others.

He was a lifelong student of history. While on his first tour of duty, he completed Civil War, and American West history courses at Columbia. He spent two tours of duty in Iraq as a member of the Navy's elite EOD Mobile Unit 11 Bomb Disposal Squad. During this time, Kevin and his team conducted 288 Combat missions and countless IED responses. 

While in service, Kevin was responsible for the disposal of hundreds of terrorist bombs through which he protected thousands of American and Iraqi lives. He loved adventure and the outdoors. I had the privilege to travel tens of thousands of miles with Kevin. Our trips took us from the desert to the artic, and from the bottoms of the oceans to the tops of mountains.

Whether it was thru his service in Iraq, always being the first to volunteer for Snake Hunter missions, or simply thru his honesty, integrity, and spirituality, my brother led by example and he led from the front.

He did his job with professionalism and he did his job right all the way to the end. He lived his life with no regrets. For those of you who have came to honor him, we thank you. 

Rest well, for men like Kevin Bewley are at your guard.