Bruce stood as a towering figure in my life, akin to a paternal presence whose bravery, compassion, and unwavering support were the cornerstones of my admiration for him. His guidance was a constant as we journeyed together to weekend rodeos, where we'd tend to the horses and gather hay, our labor culminating in the celebratory cracking open of Zima bottles. He imparted to me the profound weight of military sacrifice, urging the pursuit of education prior to considering the path of service. His absence leaves a void that words can scarcely fill.

Bruce stood as a towering figure in my life, akin to a paternal presence whose bravery, compassion, and unwavering support were the cornerstones of my admiration for him. His guidance was a constant as we journeyed together to weekend rodeos, where we'd tend to the horses and gather hay, our labor culminating in the celebratory cracking open of Zima bottles. He imparted to me the profound weight of military sacrifice, urging the pursuit of education prior to considering the path of service. His absence leaves a void that words can scarcely fill.