Casey was my squad leader at 2nd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment. He was an absolutely incredible, caring, funny, and determined individual. I can remember on our first deployment to Afghanistan in early 2002, we were up in an area called Shkin on the Pakistan border. The suits had bought a farm and we were using it for an outpost for SOCOM, brits, orange, etc. We were literally in the middle of no where, but it was absolutely gorgeous. I was on the .50 mounted on our humvee and I couldn’t get the darn thing timed. Casey saw me and had finished his cope and softly came over and asked how he could help. We sat there for a few hours and got it timed and made sure everything was operating correctly. But it was the conversation we had while gazing at the stars I remember and cherish the most. We talked about life, women, booze; you name it, we talked about it. I had nothing but respect for Casey prior to that conversation. Afterwards I had nothing but love for him.
Case – you will always be my squad leader brother. I love and miss you. Save a beer for me in Valhalla, see you when I do.