Andrew and I worked together in Landstuhl, Germany, at the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center (LRMC).
LRMC is the Army-run hospital where all the casualties from Iraq and Afghanistan came on their way back to the States.
Andrew would meet the Air Force transport aircraft (essentially hospital airplanes) and physically carry the stretchers with wounded, ill, and injured Marines & Sailors from the plane to the waiting ambulances.
Then he would ride with them in the ambulance from Ramstein Air Base, over the German autobahn, and up the hill to LRMC. Their wounds and injuries ran the gamut from gunshot wounds, IED blast injuries, amputated limbs, and sometimes horrible burns. Day in and day out, Andrew carried them, smiling, encouraging, promising, and urging them with his wit and humor to recover and survive.
He would help them down from the ambulance and wheel them up to their rooms - or in some cases to the ICU. For as long as they stayed at LRMC, he checked in on them every single day, multiple times a day, to ensure they were taken care of. If they needed snacks, he got them snacks. If they needed to call home, he helped them call home. Whatever they needed, Andrew provided.
The most difficult duty, and maybe the most important of Andrew’s duties came when a Marine or Sailor's survival was in doubt. Andrew would help coordinate travel for the family to come see their loved ones in Germany. He met them at the Frankfurt airport and became their personal chaperone - helping them grieve while helping them live. Sometimes the presence of family worked miracles, and Andrew would get them on the hospital plane to return with their sons and daughters to America alive, recovering, and with the promise of a future. When things took a different turn, he consoled the families and put them on their flights home. Andrew never forgot a family, never forgot a Marine or Sailor who passed through LRMC, he was their guardian angel.
Andrew touched not just the lives of the Marines and Sailors who he cared for on his watch at LRMC, but also of their families, friends, and neighbors. I believe Andrew would want us to rejoice in his life, and to strive to prove ourselves worthy of his service.
Semper Fidelis, Sergeant Cobb, and guard the streets of Heaven well while you wait for the rest of us to join you.
Thanks for everything - I miss you brother.
Pete
PS - Say Hi to Tank.