Nolan Ryan Hutchins

I'm watching the debate last night and McCain talks about this woman who asked him to wear a bracelet for her son. He says the soldier's name. He mentioned another soldier, by name, that he also had a bracelet for.

Then Obama says, "I have a bracelet too." Cool! Unfortunately the bracelet means so much to him that he couldn't remember the name on it. He had to look at his notes.

Back in 2002 a vendor from eBay, from whom I'd purchased a few books, emailed me asking that we pray for a Marine who was MIA. We prayed several times a day. His body was found four weeks later. While his picture has been in the back of my mind, I can't remember the last time I used his name or even thought it.

His name was Nolan Ryan Hutchins.

I never met him. I never met his mother. I never even met the man who asked me to pray for him. But I remember his name. He was important to me.

Obama needed to check his notes. What a fool. A mother entrusted him with her son's bracelet. She asked him to make sure other mothers won't have to feel her pain. And he cared so much, it was so important to him, that he couldn't even remember her son's name.

That spoke volumes more to me than anything else from last nights debate.

I have four boys who want to serve in the military. I have a son who will be registering for the draft in 2 1/2 years. He plans to go to college and then serve in the Army.

If anything were to happen to him and I spoke to McCain and Obama, who would care enough to remember his name?

That's the man who should be Commander in Chief.

But that's just a mom talking.