Bruce Moncur

Bruce Moncur: It was Labour Day weekend at home in Canada, which seemed like a different planet than the Panjwai district of Afghanistan, according to Huffington Post. Everyone would be together, blissfully unaware of the friendly fire. The bloody mess in the sand, the yellow liquid coming out of his ears and nose and As he lay dying, his brain exposed by a piece of shrapnel the size of a bottle cap, Cpl. Bruce Moncur's thoughts drifted to Pleasure Beach. He guessed his family had finished the chili cook-off at their spot by the water in Essex, Ontario. Maybe they were playing horseshoes. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.