Castleton WI Scrapbook, 2008, Volume 3, p. 14

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www.northumberlandtoday.com THE COBOURG DAILY STAR â€" Friday, June 6, 2008 â€"11 SE LCC0A C SEA EeCE . e revm ces anemenus is redulelsodremenr se eees.. . enc en cen en ene 0snce sls Snss â€" s â€"â€" 2 A:TF' Spiritualit ’ Soldier‘s mom grateful for support along High fH j F body knows their son more than a mom cce x" 31.3 By Pete Fisher y t : $ oC e k2 L.T3 . t + I know my son appreciated small things. He loved. (9#.,. * @qAmed s tm o * ~ pfisher@northumberlandtoday.com everything. He loved adventure, but he‘d give you the ks °_ f:‘;z::? o se :» 8orporal Charles Martel, left, and On June 11, 2007, Trooper Darryl Caswell was killed _ Shirt off his back, and he was my best friend." w7 _;f':*% is , C C & Dorporal Wade Wick talk with ‘ by a roadside bomb while riding in his Coyote When the procession started off at CFB Trenton, it ieb qatiit hoe 2l : 1 arlene Cushman, mother j A 8 Â¥ : ; . r â€" e f J T f armoured vehicle in Afghanistan. was daylight. By the time it reached Toronto, it was PikaiMES SR l Trooper Darry! Caswell, Canadak Trooper Caswell, 25, served with the Royal Canadian _ dusk, but Ms. Cushman noticed a single, bright shining WAAW pigi d » Â¥) e 57th casualty in Afghanistan, at a Dragoons based in Petawawa. He became the 57th â€" Star in the sky. & >‘ c 00| s { ceremony in the young man‘s member of the Canadian military to die in Afghanistan "I believe that‘s the beginning. Darryl was showing y 2 I honour last month. since 2001. me light." V 0 _ M 4 5,3,4,& 4 Prioto ay NesrHoros.ed ‘ On May 29, 2008, a dedication ceremony was held at es C M j' the cenotaph in Bowmanville, Trooper Caswell‘s home = it town. At the Bowmanville Legion following the ceremony, [2F 5 g;g’ §8 q PEE L3 Sz 35%5‘ 355' g44 38 o asss g2 g $s3 i gnlarss Trooper Caswell‘s mother, Darlene Cushman, spoke 1$3 128 4.4b 8 8.F 434.3 z‘lgg S§pegBbrsbrieckbSiecDff cflbgtâ€"fis"f.6g S .58 ag 2B 1§ 295 c B8 24 j ; i i Silees j4tPRLFPeFLAG*FeREF4epREfIfr"®s98fdan1"®"fn o 88922 cO5s p pssesge"® 8 es with the Cobourg Daily Star about the pain and pride [S § «Z8 2 34 c° 8 fprRGrfiff"ffkerirl"s _ astergtrs $y sf$8EacrEEqebrePpbr8g9 199 she felt on the day of her son‘s repatriation at CFB :ggggg <5‘§§m§g§=g~»g?{%;~w;g :%”5.325303555'8*§5ߤ%Efiggs‘figgg'%ggg"éâ€":&g%gg 2E3 Trenton. $ 28852 s3$1i5 sosforrs83r5 s sBESPEFGQE@§ResEsSe=bagls PeosbiSesnlkifsrcllt Ped Her love for her son was immediately in evidence. 583%9% Ii'égg gg ggzaggmggg %;aggu%gg;%;gggggggg&,;%g ‘ggggggggaâ€"%gggggg 355 As Ms. Cushman entered the Legion, she kissed a | 3 § & 3 7 ‘§§_2m 2B 12 5m$fi'“§§;ޤ §8®£fig‘£§g$§:§nm;%gga;m% c%%fiég%%’g :g“gg;p:m 29 6 framed photo of her uniformed son that was mounted 5;?;%2 33:% BQq o ggagg‘. 3. ggg&gggzgg@g E-a“amgw Eggggua“ég; :§w5'g:§ §3 2 uilding‘s entrance. sfezâ€"smeci®s (asalt °e ar ®. 8 § mgâ€" 358 Eesn 31 ols Lss fade" aine 38 20 3 attl\}llfzb()ushmgamsaidshecriedmostofthewaytoCFB #=1858 ©822 of 2 5529E §2 §:g£§&;~&¢:8§5’ E%O;gf&%fig §$g° 3 %%;’,2‘ 2858f,; $i> Trenton on June 15, 2007, still unable to accept her 5585: gs%% $ 8. C :%g%g 5 & %@533955 $3 2 ;;;%é%éé%?‘{ $s f gg§2° §595§as §§§ > j Sf $ & % o & < 5 E; & son‘s death. $ $yEEs eR5g fi 3 CBilr 7A 3222 iz o L212 fBf@nueduls as o G65s Craeras 56: "I felt that I was going to go get Darryl," she said. éi S.:Efg“ 52%5_ 34 $ %%Egg 28 agPr $88 %g§ RL 46 E;gg 5.6 5 g=sB sl5ags Peâ€" "A typical mom can run and get a Bandâ€"Aid; a 2eg??t speS 8P _ es 2 8 3 gg_gfl ”55 2s caszReno 5538 $s & L125 fchasm 5568 typical mom can make things better and, for some g§_®§% 5:?5 58 s 1PBag PC 2858 m BZL e 5S 2s 8358 s sls 5”%&'% <pighs p$os reason, I had a mixed up denial thing that Darryl was pEepab _ ifefm.g0f ALI4Bpends.ifL8 â€"ICpB t femtiine OS mes s s 328 7 §m=””' 2 872 + f $ f fragE °grrP3 18 EPLRB ¢6 dEpgS ies fol fghkae sf0" in 2 "hif Irsas. $2s coming home to his mom. But his homecoming wasa | 7®% 88 2 g§"z% â€"<® . o q4 & Semeaeres 5&&& £PFS 6566 mggg 3 3. g44f $§‘gfâ€" 2C & e o f % S E& Eut 3 4 ) different homecoming." _ . 5§gisgss o4 98 gels :58 i s1 $°85 Feq ags RBefs 5§8? &3 n 8583 Egé%m& 539 While at the base, the waiting was the hardest part. n mR 5 se ans 2 $24 § sil.rss EBE Bf8 a4r4s af"" o=B 8 3<'D”m"’ sEgGik $5g When the plane bearing her son‘s body touched J 3 7 58 %55’8- H«E sii6Lg smm( &7e sf> sc oEBsa 4g82 C312 gagg ggg;;%g. 887 down, and taxied to the terminal, Trooper Caswell‘s | 3 § 2 | 18 58 Hg g fag 3 shugo: ob f85 giit mics 5. f tsk: g:!ggs’mgm 229 family was escorted onto the tarmac. "ipg 8 S$T°R <agls ~52 .f Piegfss fg98 #& i8275 Pif8 i $ 23 ¢ $ »Sale ¢aB When the door of the belly of the plane opened to | =§ J â€" 3g28 : g,.fl A .ZNE 3 Efi r%%; gfi; §-3;- SV:.?% s$PRe ig 8 %g, ; % gzgg 2g8 reveal her son‘s casket, reality hit. Fislg 452 ag § §98°R B7 sBs: sfFP fsf Pnd Simsg s;i)sa ooof s tsea cce t a bassinet with my baby in it," Ms *8 Sifhal wae nora masemc i ns 4 & Tamack _ mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuy Cushman related. "It was a flag-drapeq casket with my son, a grown man, so close to his 26th birthday." She remembered her son was scheduled to fly home on his birthday and buy his first house, take his mother‘s dining room furniture and start his new life. "byy § 95 & that had all of a sudden just 1ed Darr i 199; beer\lN selgri(:nz}‘eg);}?{]?,{ele\l/ln;s Custhrr?an said. "Now, I ilad I‘\fl/}hen he was a li}?tl‘glltalcl)i lsolllltrflfig?g pl)fkn;a‘; bles‘ from my son in a casket with all these soldiers crying but 1o§énn’1£ il]l:ssll didn‘t tose my marblesjafter a?ls,I g«ls]yt i rong." j bles; my Mo Whaist try’i‘lhget%;\):}fét was lowered into the arms of eight Salg:%f)tl{%h 5 Bs im has them.‘ He has them," she soldiers who placed it in the hearse. e hundreds of people Ms. Cushman and members of Trooper Caswell‘s tr}(]’:ds and bridges that daygto Say V:;%:g?ggoaéoslgdt.he family walked up to the black hearse on the tarmac evefr, never knew, "I can never thank them enou hler while other soldiers and dignitaries stood in complete Ms C uen gh â€" silence. i man said her son would "I walked out and placed a red rose on the Canadian PR 0‘111;1 of the people standing on the bridgg ut flag and it was truly hitting me," she said. "Now he‘s . °C would absolutely thank everyo home, but this is how he is home." bridges, and I try very hard to do that g]rol?isnogér'hose | As the back door of the hearse closed, Ms. Cushman ( e( \ remembers, the curtains were open. ; She rode in the first limousine behind the hearse and remembers seeing the rose on her son‘s flagâ€"draped casket the entire way to Toronto. C_\ "The red rose moved a little, but it never fell off. It \cf stayed on top." + 1

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